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Exclamation point whore
I was writing an e-mail the other day to a friend when I realized that I tend to overuse the exclamation point as a form of punctuation. I used it in almost every sentence for one whole paragraph, and now I think I may end up coming off--(and bear with me on this one)--"accidentally overly enthusiastic." ADVERBS YAYYY ( Read more... ) -
Love stinks. Yeah Yeah.
There's a very nice man who works in our office. He always stops by the front desk and lets me know that the coffee I make every morning is good, which is always nice to hear. What I have learned here at this job amounts to almost nothing, save the ability to make a damn good pot of coffee. I notice that when I pull up in the morning, he's always ( Read more... ) -
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Approaching mid semester, I'm finding it harder to stay focused in school, and work isn't exactly the highlight of my day either ( Read more... ) -
Damn the pistachios
I think one of the worst possible tastes in the entire world is a rotten pistachio. There's nothing that compares to the bitter, ashy taste of a bad pistachio, and what's worse is that it usually looks like all the other perfectly good pistachios ( Read more... ) -
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Our arms grow weary holding up the skies,
sway back under a petulant sun
they threaten our youth, thick as water.
Ears pressed flat against walls
fingers rap the midnight panes.
We draw our feet from shallow graves
to walk through fog dusted pastures
like blind men,
holding fast to the tails of clouds that
push through centuries,
our backs pressed to ( Read more... ) -
I'm holding on to Sunday
Changing of the seasons like the winding
of my pocket watch.
I can smell October. -
It wasn't me, it was the naked woman
In the parking garage. With the knife.
I just came across this article from The Dallas Morning News.
http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/dn/latestnews/stories/040507dnmetplanoattack.38d3de9.html
After reading it, I think this article left out some important information.
For example: What turn of events took place from the time she was with ( Read more... ) -
I have 15 pieces of flair
Another day at work brings minimal motivation to write anything remotely decent.
Is it the blinding fluorescent lights, or the fact that I'm running on
pistachios and diet coke?
Breakfast of champions.
I'm entertained by the idea of getting a new apartment, but only if I can negotiate a six month lease.
Commitment on any level tends to scare me. ( Read more... ) -
Is it raining, is it snowing
Is a hurricane a-blowing ( Read more... ) -
I'll think of you fondly
Here you'll find a few lines from an
old love poem that have now
evolved into a toast that my friends use.
Who knew it would be so versatile.
Surely my mother is proud.
Your love to me is like wine-
Bittersweet when tasted
But once again I've had too much
and now I think I'm wasted ...