“You never called spaghetti ‘pasgetti’ when you were little?”
“No.”
“What did you call it?”
“I called it ‘spaghetti.'”
I also pronounced “available” with a Y until I was nine, put “Please Do Not Disturv” signs on my bedroom door, and thought an emergency vehicle that drives people to the hospital was called an “amblee-ance,” but I left all that out. It’s not lying by omission if he doesn’t ask, right?
This is what I’ve been listening to this week:
Naked Eye by Luscious Jackson
Time by Sarah McLachlan
Live Your Life by T.I.
Just Like Heaven by The Cure
We Looked Like Giants by Death Cab for Cutie
