So, how does a man speak to you? Is the communication barrier molecular?
After filtering through gender eyeballs, is there any communication, at all?
I have questions. These are some of them.
Early: You folks are all insane. Simon: Well, my sister's a ship. We had a complicated childhood.
'Objects In Space'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Gus - Mar 26, 2006 10:04:39 pm PST #5829 of 10001
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
Gus - Mar 26, 2006 10:42:54 pm PST #5830 of 10001
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
Dang. I keep pounding the refresh key, hoping for an answer to these questions.
erikaj - Mar 27, 2006 4:57:23 am PST #5831 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
It's a special book written by a man that can do that, but they are out there. Just don't tell me what Women *really* want.
deborah grabien - Mar 27, 2006 6:46:03 am PST #5832 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
So, how does a man speak to you? Is the communication barrier molecular?
How does he speak to me? That's the wrong question, bro. I'm not responsible for how he speaks to me, and I don't get to dictate that. Hell, I don't even try to define it.
What I handle is my interpretation. And that's molecular, in the sense that, for me, it's pure instinct.
Steph L. - Mar 27, 2006 6:48:49 am PST #5833 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Look! It's a new drabble topic! And it's on time!!! (Try not to faint from the shock.)
Challenge #102 (summer jobs) is now closed. It yielded some GREAT drabbles, folks. I love reading them.
Challenge #103 is this: In the back of your closet is a box. What's in the box? Now. As always, you may interpret this however you wish, whether extremely literally, or extremely metaphorically. However, I'd love it if the drabbles leaned more toward the literal side -- like, "Far in the back of my coat closet is a shoebox with every one of the corsages my dates gave me before high-school dances. I don't know why I save them; more to the point, I don't know why I feel the need to keep them a secret from my husband." Like that.
Also as always, these don't have to be autobiographical/based in reality/true. They can be fictional (my little snippet above certainly was; I have no 15-year-old dried corsages lurking in a closet, and I also don't have a husband to hide them from). Just a little reminder. I know that all y'all know that the drabbles can be fiction, but I just thought I'd mention it before someone posts a comment saying "All the boxes in my closets have in them are blankets -- what am I supposed to write about that?!?" Make it up. Tell us about the human skull in your guest-bedroom closet.
Um, unless you really DO have a human skull in your guest-bedroom closet. Then make up something about blankets, okay?
Nicole - Mar 27, 2006 6:57:33 am PST #5834 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Um, unless you really DO have a human skull in your guest-bedroom closet. Then make up something about blankets, okay?
Bwah!
If I must.
Steph L. - Mar 27, 2006 6:59:38 am PST #5835 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
See? There's always a person who's the reason for disclaimers....
erikaj - Mar 27, 2006 7:03:37 am PST #5836 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
(lawyers up)
deborah grabien - Mar 27, 2006 7:09:17 am PST #5837 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Damn, Teppy. That request, to keep it literal, just kicked my legs out from under me. I don't keep those literal things in closets; they're in drawers.
Steph L. - Mar 27, 2006 7:14:39 am PST #5838 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Damn, Teppy. That request, to keep it literal, just kicked my legs out from under me.
But first I said that it can be uber-literal, or uber-metaphorical. Or anywhere in between. If you have stuff in a box, and it's in a drawer instead of a closet, by all means, go with that.