I love you.
There, I've said it.
Life can now proceed so much more
awkwardly
now.
I hope you feel better
now
about
all of this
now.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
Hills Like A Break from Grading Online Essays
"What are you working on?" the girl asked.
"The wrong thing," he replied.
"It's always that way," she huffed.
"Yeah. It is."
"So, whaddya gonna do about it?"
"Nothing, probably."
He kept his head down and would not look her in the eye.
"Can't you even just look at me when we're talking?"
"No. I don't suppose I can."
"And why not?"
"Seems like the right thing to do. It's not my style."
"Oh, you are a bore."
"Yes. I know."
"The wrong thing," he replied.
"It's always that way," she huffed.
"Yeah. It is."
"So, whaddya gonna do about it?"
"Nothing, probably."
He kept his head down and would not look her in the eye.
"Can't you even just look at me when we're talking?"
"No. I don't suppose I can."
"And why not?"
"Seems like the right thing to do. It's not my style."
"Oh, you are a bore."
"Yes. I know."
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