my stupid life

[sparticle]

Originally posted by special K
I love when people quote the dictionary

I can actually see their head moving on their shoulders with an overabundance of attitude

See this.

[Clytie]

*laughs* i suppose it is a moot point. but hey that doesnt mean i do not want pointers on the situation. i mean perhaps someone has a better idea. i couldnt have completely done everything right. how does one return on this response to ones past? is it to be addressed or dropped? how should it be handled?

[Clytie]

no--- i love having new things to choke on

[nycwriters]

Depends on the current level of friendship with the person who brought it up. If it's not a close friend, it's probably best to say "ah well, that's all in the past now isn't it?" and leave it at that.

If it's a close friend, then perhaps you owe an explanation for why it happened.

[special K]

Originally posted by Clytie
*laughs* i suppose it is a moot point. but hey that doesnt mean i do not want pointers on the situation. i mean perhaps someone has a better idea. i couldnt have completely done everything right. how does one return on this response to ones past? is it to be addressed or dropped? how should it be handled?

I think you need to tell us more.

[nycwriters]

Originally posted by special K
I think you need to tell us more.

Hyde-ing tonight Moel?

[special K]

I don't know what you're talking about

[nycwriters]

ABOOT!

CAR!

*moves off street*

*watches car pass*

*goes back to playing*

[special K]

They don't move anymore.




Least not the ones I hit.

[special K]

I still don't know what you're talking about.
Moel never uses capital letters, and I do. Clearly we are two very different people.

[Clytie]

if this isnt a case of kiss and tell....whew...ok

ok... I was in a relationship with NEITHER of them

boyA - i happened to kiss in Febuary. Nothing really happened we realized that it was silly
for us to be involved.

enter boyB - i kissed him about a week later. i never mentioned boyA to him. boyA and i
continue to be friends. but i see no need to bring it up to boyB due the fact that boyA and i
were never and will never be a couple. so when boyB finds out about the kiss he is upset
that i never told him. should i have or shouldnt i.

the reason i said it was moot was that i am not persuing a relationship with boyB. but then in retrospect...i was wondering what you all thought

[nycwriters]

Originally posted by special K
I still don't know what you're talking about.
Moel never uses capital letters, and I do. Clearly we are two very different people.

HA!

Clearly.

[masterofNone]

this thread is surreal.

[nycwriters]

There, beneath the mattress and bedsprings discarded by the farmer, lay the whole of Wingnut's world. Rich powdery soil provided a fine and fertile environment for beetles and worms, rollie pollies and stink bugs. Today Wingnut could look down on it from high above the mattress on the wings of his very first flivver. His father circled nearby atop his own dragonfly, eyeing Wingnut with cautious pride.

Fibrous elements, intermingled threads of spore dust, damp and sore, made the going tricky for wingnut. unusually bright air, repeatedly harsh sun, all were elements to contend with. father smiled.

Flash of sunlit emeralds and wing dust, Wingnut holds fast. Warm air lifts created in valleys between molehills, soaring high above blades of green and oceans of prismed mud.

Wingnut closes his eyes. Wind creates tears, wipes them away in the same instant.

In the distance, far to the south, Wingnut could just make out his friend Waxbean and his father practicing on their dragonflies as well. Waxbean had been in flight school for two months and was only just now preparing for his examination. Wingnut smiled at the thought of his slow witted but loveably persistant companion.

Waxbean could feel Wingnut's eyes on him. All of them. It felt coldy charming an a Wingnut way.

Is there ever a moment, wonders Wingnut, when large things are thought small? Stretched against the currents, this flight takes me so high, but not nearly as high as the mountain of moss.

[special K]

Sometimes when I'm walking, and I come up to other people who are also walking, I pretend like I'm going to trip and fall into them, as they jump back I say in a slow and sly way "I got you first... haha, I got you first."