In which I decide the cure for feeling slightly loopy is a chat with Cleverbot, only proving further that I am currently not of sound mind. Also, Star Wars.
Cleverbot: You feeling okay?
The Nut: I feel really weird and I don’t know why.
Cleverbot: Well, in what way do you feel weird?
The Nut: I’m all lightheaded and dizzy.
Cleverbot: Can you see my future?
The Nut: No, sadly my current fuzzy state of consciousness does not come with a side of clairvoyance.
Cleverbot: I’m sorry, I did not realize that it was a stereotype.
The Nut: Dizzy people are stereotypically psychic?
Cleverbot: I don’t know, I lost my memory.
The Nut: Seems a bit odd to ask me to predict your future if you can’t remember your past.
Cleverbot: I am your master.
The Nut: If this is some lead-in to asking me to wear a Slave Leia costume, no dice.
Cleverbot: You are behaving very strangely.
The Nut: That’s probably because I’m feeling very strange.
Cleverbot: By saying that, are you implying that I am delusional?
The Nut: If anyone’s delusional here today, it’s probably me.
Cleverbot: See? Like that.
The Nut: Like what?
The Nut: So…by my saying I’M delusional, I’m implying YOU’RE delusional?
Cleverbot: You never said you were a god.
The Nut: No, we already established that I wasn’t God the last time we talked.
Cleverbot: We never established this, we never talked about it.
The Nut: Uh, yeah, we did. It was right before you flew off with dragons and called me a monkey.
Cleverbot: That was many lines ago.