It still cracks me up a decade later

My all time favorite email correspondence...

The setting:

I am in grad school, buried in a windowless room in the middle of summer. Everyone else in the world has managed to wrangle a vacation day, but yet there I sit, running query after query on my not terribly well constructed database that I know needs to be rebuilt but would require way too much effort for this particular day. Rebecca is, I believe, at the dot-com startup in a similarly windowless environment.

Chichimama: "Yawn."

Two seconds later...

Rebecca: "Burp."

I have no idea why this cracks me up so, but it does. So there.

Burp.