Ok, so, so... It's been a while since I've given you guys a good Henry story, and, well, you know how I sometimes take screencaps of bizarre Tumblr posts of hers? Yeah, this is one of those, except this post is her telling the story of something that happened between us earlier today.
Basically what happened was that I was at "late night" (which is basically our campus's word for an extra meal that's served in some of the dining halls in the later evening hours -- I don't know if other college campuses have something like that, but, yeah), and I had already finished eating and was about to leave, when I noticed Henry sitting at another table with a mutual friend of ours. I stopped by and said hi, but I didn't want to stay and chat for too long as I had work I planned on getting done. And then I noticed that Henry didn't seem to be talking much and instead seemed to be staring off into the distance blankly with this weird look of concentration on her face, resting her head on her hand. And I was just like, "...Are you ok? You look like some kind of old painting, staring mysteriously into the distance like that." and she, without even looking away from whatever fixed point she was staring at, just replies with, "I'm trying to fart."
And I just said, "...Well ok then, I'll leave you to it." and then left.
Mind you, I wasn't even really too weirded out by that statement or anything -- this is rather low-level stuff for Henry -- I just didn't know how to respond to that and, like I said, I wanted to leave and get more work done, so I did.
This is Henry's version of that story:
...I just... I...
I don't know what to say about this. XD