A while back I looked up old online chats between Kent and me, recorded forever - God bless Gmail! It's wonderful to have them, and brings Kent right in to the room when I read them, though as always the good memories bring the pain in to sharp focus. Here's one that you might enjoy... just for something different...
me: hi there love
me: how are you doing?
Kent: yeah, pretty
(the first applied to me, the second, to you...) :>