"ooooh!"

I got my home CPU set up, it's old and slow and I don't have the internet, but finally I can write outside of work. I'm almost useless with a pen an pencil anymore. They're obsolete. I have the technology to write stronger faster.. Or maybe I can finally read what I'm writing. I can write really legibly but only if I print, if I write in script I can't even read it. It's too slow too, once I get onn a roll I can type for hours without pause, but when I write by hand my hand slows me down too much I start having to back up the words in my head to let my pen catch up. It's one of the most frustrating feelings to be rolling on a good idea and have to pause, then try to start again.
Last night I was typing up part 2 to chapter 7 of "This Guy" and FW came up behind me. I don't think she tried to sneak up on me, but she came up behind me and kissed me on the neck. I jumped and yelled, knocking my chair over backwards as I bashed my thighs into the desk, then fell backwards over the chair that was lying behind me, knocked my head against the wall, thankfully not that hard.
FW stood over me her hand halfway to her mouth saying "Ooh." her eyes wide. Then a brief pause before, "Are you on drugs?" she said that completely straight faced. She offered to help me stand up but I waved her away.
"I'm just going to stay here. I'm fine."
She shook her head and went back in the kitchen. Can you guess what I heard next?
"Hee hee snort hee ha ha ha ha."