He wandered off, tired of calling for his mother to come play with him. She was too busy as usual yakking away on the phone. So, through the grass, passed all the cat tails that stuck to his G.I. Joe t-shirt and into the woods he ran. His older brother had built a club house in there with his friends and seven year old Tyler...
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marigold:
i just got around to catching up on your journals. are these your short stories? i love these updates. much more gratifying than the "today i did this with that person" posts.
Liutenant Carl Berro drummed his ancient metal desk with his pencil harder and harder until the tip broke off, bounced off the wall and landed for two points in the wastebasket nearby.
"Goddamn Ahorn! Four freakin' interceptions," Carl squeezed out from behind clenched teeth. "Ten point spread just gone ta shit! There goes my pride wrapped in a $100 bill." He then let out a...
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"Goddamn Ahorn! Four freakin' interceptions," Carl squeezed out from behind clenched teeth. "Ten point spread just gone ta shit! There goes my pride wrapped in a $100 bill." He then let out a...
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calypso:
"Cherry pie"? Haha...
What are your journals all about, exactly?
What are your journals all about, exactly?
There she lay beside me, half dead from exhaustion. "Oh, baby! You did me so good! she mumbled before falling completely asleep.
"Whatever you say dear," I thought to myself then pulled a crisp Benjiman from my money clip and left it on the dresser on my way out. Standing in the hallway, I scratched my chin, "I need a shave...and some pills."
I was...
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"Whatever you say dear," I thought to myself then pulled a crisp Benjiman from my money clip and left it on the dresser on my way out. Standing in the hallway, I scratched my chin, "I need a shave...and some pills."
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The water was so cold it burned his face and hands. The clothes he had worn to protect himself from Jack Frost's tantrum that day now weighed several pounds and threatened to pull him further down into the dark. He struggled in slow motion, twisting and pulling his limbs through what might as well, for all intents and purposes, have been liquid mercury.
Suddenly, his...
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Suddenly, his...
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Well, I just got paid a nice compliment, I think. Walking down the hallway one of my fellow employees told me I looked like the older brother on that show Prison Break. I think she might have been pulling my leg, but hey, coulda been worse, she coulda said I looked like the guy playing the warden. Personally, I think I could better pass for...
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sophie:
so true.
George Colyear had been hunting deer in the same Virginian woods for some 60 odd years and had to admit that this was a first. There was no wind, no animals around, and except for the wincing coming from Bessie, George's 5 year old black lab, there was no sound at all, dead silence.
George looked around. It was late October and the leaves in...
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George looked around. It was late October and the leaves in...
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Alone and encircled I sit amongst the trees. They tower over me, their branches held out to keep me from running past them. The ground is cold, wet, soothing, fresh from the rain that dampens my clothes. I want to cry out, but fear I will only laugh maniacally and lose what is left of my grip on reality, so I grit my teeth, bolt...
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Oh, boy. Tomorrow I start my first computer class, Microsoft Excel, 9am to noon with Mr. Jackson. A thrilling way to spend a Saturday morning. Fortunately the class only cost $65 so if I over sleep, I won't be out much.
I gotta go though. I know how to use Excel a little, but it's like the Spanish I took in high school. If I...
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I gotta go though. I know how to use Excel a little, but it's like the Spanish I took in high school. If I...
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marigold:
today, computer class; tomorrow, the world!
I'm sittin'here at work, pretty much just...sittin'. Wouldn't put it on my resume, but I have to say I have honed my sitting skills to a tee. People I work with, including my manager, marvel at my productivity and expound constantly on my value to the company and blah, blah, blah...I have them all fooled.
My office faces out towards our warehouse area and I...
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My office faces out towards our warehouse area and I...
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sophie:
hey you.
I say, unless the money is really good, blow that popsicle stand!
keep your fingers crossed. recently i interviewed for a new job that i'd REALLY like to take. they are supposed to make their decision by the end of this week. and failing that, i still have three other resumes out that i'm waiting to hear about.
hope is my floatie in the swimming pool of life.
geraldine:
Thank you! 
I haven't meet Lavonne yet. I'll ask her about her photography.
I plan on majoring in Creative Writing. I hope it's the right decision.
You can't think about the future in that way.
We will leave a loved one behind eventually. But worrying about that can distract you from what's in front of you, right now. You don't want to miss these moments, so treasure them and savor them as long as you can.
That's all we can really do.
I haven't meet Lavonne yet. I'll ask her about her photography.
I plan on majoring in Creative Writing. I hope it's the right decision.
You can't think about the future in that way.
We will leave a loved one behind eventually. But worrying about that can distract you from what's in front of you, right now. You don't want to miss these moments, so treasure them and savor them as long as you can.
That's all we can really do.
I was at the bank earlier today waiting to get a check cashed when I overheard a soft-spoken, middle-aged teller speaking Japanese to the customer she was helping. The rythm, that flow, the assurance and punctation in the words....man, I just love it.
When it was my turn, I handed her the check and she read back the amount to make sure. Without thinking I...
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When it was my turn, I handed her the check and she read back the amount to make sure. Without thinking I...
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marigold:
haha, that's cute.
when someone tells you you're right out of a comic, you should ask them which kind to see if you should be offended or not. pulp? newspaper? hentai? it's all a matter of context.
when someone tells you you're right out of a comic, you should ask them which kind to see if you should be offended or not. pulp? newspaper? hentai? it's all a matter of context.
sophie:
big love for little things that make delicious happiness.
