So what do you write about

So I talked to this girl randomly the other day and she was a whale.  Figuratively, not literally. I can be mean about it because

1) I won't ever see her again and

2a) I don't care for her opinions that much. 

2b) That's because she is a vile pseudo intellectual with upturned nose and a sneer across her mouth when she isn't shoveling things down her throat.  She's also sweaty and gross.

"So what do you do?"

"What do I want to do? I'd rather answer that."

"Sure thing."

"I wanna be a writer. Well, I'm writing sort of."

"What do you write about?"

"This and that.  Mostly the concept of movement and change and you know, etc."

"Ha. That is sooo high school. Movement. Ha! Changes. Ha ha!"

"Mmm.. ok."

"Surely you can more creative than that?"

"Sure I can - listen fatass, I can guess what you do NOT do.  How about... running?Or passing up a supersize. You big orca."

What a jabroni.