You'd better fix me, too, missy.
These are great drabbles. Wonderful topic, Teppy!
Poor Buffy. Your life resists all things average.
Willow ,'First Date'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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ChiKat - May 02, 2005 10:04:17 am PDT #1587 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Aims - May 02, 2005 10:04:32 am PDT #1588 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t fixes ChiKat
Pix - May 02, 2005 10:08:29 am PDT #1589 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
t needs fixing as well
Aims - May 02, 2005 10:09:23 am PDT #1590 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I already felt you up, greedy.
Pix - May 02, 2005 10:15:32 am PDT #1591 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Damn! Foiled again.
Aims - May 02, 2005 10:17:47 am PDT #1592 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Feeled, honey. Feeled.
erikaj - May 02, 2005 10:18:09 am PDT #1593 of 10001
I'm a fucking amazing catch!--Fiona Gallagher, Shameless(US)
The Balmer Thing
ETA: This could be *so* much longer, I think.
Can you feel at home somewhere you’ve never even been? Maybe if you can love some place for being crime-infested and riddled with drugs.I always have loved the underdog. Charm City is a feisty little underdog, overshadowed by The Big Apple and those jerk-offs in DC.(But it was learning about Baltimore that pushed me to see the District’s, other more, human face.)
My real home town is relentlessly sunny and new, full of transplants from Chicago who see a miracle in our mild winters and non-rusted cars. Aside from Cubs fandom, they leave their funk at home, the better to enjoy what the ads call lifestyle. I find it lacks both style and life, but we have six malls. When Krispy Kreme opened, not only were there lines around the block, but the news sent a reporter to interview the people as they waited. I was ripe to cheat on this place after that.
Funny that it was a New Yorker reading the line “the city of the broken hearted,” that gave me an adopted hometown.Nobody comes to either of us seeking glamour, but we both are hanging in, despite not quite knowing where we fit as the world changes around us. Writing has given both of us life, but not really the one we were expecting, but we don’t share this often...it’s just not our way.
deborah grabien - May 02, 2005 10:23:11 am PDT #1594 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I was ripe to cheat on this place after that.
Oh, man.
erikaj - May 02, 2005 10:29:15 am PDT #1595 of 10001
I'm a fucking amazing catch!--Fiona Gallagher, Shameless(US)
That and the people standing like yokels watching an electrical transformer come in by train...I thought nothing could be more shame-filling than the Mecham MLK flap, but that has to be close.(Hand to face) No, I'm Canadian. Really. Or you know, from Balmer, bunky. Or hon.
Beverly - May 02, 2005 10:42:50 am PDT #1596 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I love Aimee's "Home" drabble. Whither thou goest, I will go...
Drabble #56, Home
I'm five, sitting on the front steps of The Hermitage, squinting into the sun, mouth trembling. Daddy's coaxing me to "smile!" and Mother grits through her teeth, "Stop that crying!"
My pretty beloved redhaired doll is clutched close. Her right arm is in Mother's handbag. I'm distraught; dismemberment is personal and threatening, and no one has thought to tell me that she can—and will—be mended. I will always have an irrational dislike of The Hermitage.
My parents' friends built a replica of Mt. Vernon; I rode by it every day on the school bus, passed it on every drive to my parents' house. When I finally visit the real Mt. Vernon, I'm unaccountably comforted.