A Little Angel on Your Shoulder

You remeber when you were little and in the cartoons you watched the character would sometimes have themselfs on their shoulders? Only the thing was the guys on their shoulder was dressed as a devil (usually on the left shoulder) and a angel (usually on the right). Well, I felt like I had a devil and an angel today (mostly for the amuzement of the readers). It was kinda funny. Most of the day, I felt like flicking the angel off my shoulder. She was being vair vair annoying.
It kinda like talking to myslef (my mom calls it 'an over active imagination'). One 9of the conversations the 3 of us had (or, techincally the one of us) went something like this:
Angel: You know, you should go to the dance. You had fun last year remeber?
Devil: Yeah, because she was insane last year. Dude, you should totally stay home. You can watch 8 to 10 hours of Dead Like Me.
Angel: But aren't all your friends going, Megan? Don't you want to hang with them?
Devil: Friends? (laughter)
Angel: I mean, Beth and Matt and all them.
Devil: (laughing harder)
Me: Yeah. Stop laughing. Damnit! (flicks devil off shoulder) They are my friends. (more uncertainly) Right?
Angel: Duh.
It's kinda like a fairy story, what goes on in my head sometimes. Maybe I'll write all the conversations down one day. I mean, I am a writer, even if I'm not a very good one.