Something quick, because HT posted it and I think I love it.
Go there. Write something. Come back and post it to the comments.
[Edited 9/10/05 to take advantage of Blogger’s comments]
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I hate being sick. Hate huddling over the toilet bowl, puking my guts out, freezing cold because the window’s open, and otherwise I have to deal with the stink of my own sick, which just makes me more sick. It’s a cruel cycle. Almost not worth drinking sometimes. And yet…
discus scottish toss that pole men in kilts at the highland games or losing your breakfast or tossing a baseball pretty much just tossing SOMETHING!!!
“Yeah, she looked uber-hot in that painted on Devil’s outfit in “Bedazzled”, and for a 40 year old broad she still looks exceptional – expecially considering she’s spawned. Ok, ok, she’s also got the whole “Hugh got sucked off by a cheap ho who looked like Denzel in a wig while I was dating him!” sympathy card to play. Despite all that though I never really did find Liz Hurley as do-able as the press machine made her out to be for some reason. Not that I’d toss her out of bed, mind you….”
shiny white porcelain i love you don’t take me away you are my receptacle of choice while i regret my foolish intake of alcohol and HURL.
The word of the day on August 18th was “hurl.” On the 19th, it changed. That’s the way it works.
It has become a *tradition* of mine to go for a hike around the westside base of Mosquito Pass. I look up at the sheer cliff face and thenarrow road and switchbacks etched into its granite face, and then atthe pile of crushed and broken cars at its base. I ponder the lives lost, that I drove it once and lived, and that I never have to do that again.
The word today was “sense,” and here’s what I wrote:
The prickling on the back of her neck told her that someone was behind her. She inhaled quickly and started to turn.
“Don’t” the voice said, “Please, don’t”