Betty: Did you finish your computer work and send it off?
Sarah: Yeah. I gave it everything I had. ::falls on bed and sighs::
Betty: You oughta buy a bottle of booze and tie one on. Tonight I’m going to drive over and show the [house she owns that’s for-sale-by-owner]. I dread it. And that school play is tonight. God.
Sarah: School plays are brutal.
Betty: It’s like punishment.
Sarah: For what?
Betty: I don’t know what you’re being punished for. But it’s definitely a punishment. ::looks at laptop::
Sarah: ::cracks up:: Hey, I’m thinking about trying to go all weekend without looking at the computer. Think about the farm days–there were no computers. What did we do?