So, I've been working on a paper for the past week for a medieval women's lit class and its been kicking my ass. It's due tonight. Would anyone who digs lit crit be able to take a look at it in the next hour or so? It would be much appreciated.
Mostly, I'm concerned with my thesis. I think it may be buried.
Send it. I've got my MA specializing in med lit.
eringriggs at hotmail dot com
WOOT! Got it, erika. I know the major thing I'm doing this weekend.
Connie, you know, I thought about losing those last two lines, but decided that if she didn't say it out loud, she didn't get a boyfriend (since it was her journey to admit). And I really wanted her to get him. Such is the internal life of people limited to 100 characters.
Thanks, you guys, for the compliments.
Here's another:
Still Waters
"You did? Really?"
"Honest to god."
"You weren't backed up against a dryer, or anything?"
"Nothing. I swear. Just kissing."
"Dude. Where were his hands? I mean..."
"Just kissing! His hands were on my face, in my hair, on my back. No further than first base."
"I didn't know that happened in real life!"
"Trust me. It's not some porn urban legend."
"So ... you gonna see him again?"
"What do you think?"
"Well, I was just wondering if I could try kissing him."
"Get your own, girlie."
"How? It's not like you can tell by looking."
HA! Love that, ita.
But fix a typo, please? "real ife"?
"porn urban legend," hee.