outsider |
The shadows, the fringe, just within the prerifery of visionstands a person who lives inside such a prisonYou see him when you want, and that want is typically somethingyet in return, you are prepared...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Jul 2006 12:17:00 GMT |
the love |
Every time they talk, it ends those three magic words, and still he wonders if she understands."Does she know the truth of what I feel? Does she know how deeply I love her?" he would ask h...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Jun 2006 00:06:00 GMT |
I want the truth |
The truth is an answer to a simple question:
What is so wrong with me that I'm overlooked or ignored by women?
I need to know, so I can fix what is wrong. it's that simple.be honest. I can...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Jun 2006 18:08:00 GMT |
The Wanting, Parts 1-6 |
His mind went blank as he trailled off in mid-sentence. He had caught the movement from the corner of his eye and turned to look. The normal background noise was replaced by calm quiet.&nb...
Posted by on Mon, 01 May 2006 06:29:00 GMT |
The Wanting...continued |
The place was packed. Thankfully he had made reservations at the popular Mexican restaurant. Arriving first, he waited at the bar, watching the door for her to come in. In an effort ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 May 2006 05:59:00 GMT |
The Fantastic Four |
Four jobs I've had in my life:1. Technical Support2. Clerk(s)3. Database Administator4. Insurance salesmanFour movies I would watch over and over....1. Star Wars (pick 1)2. The Usual Suspects3. The Ma...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Apr 2006 05:46:00 GMT |
The Wanting, Part 5 |
He couldn't believe his luck. They were being teamed up for a project. The best part, a lot of it would need to be done outside of the office. It felt like it was too good to be true...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Feb 2006 07:56:00 GMT |
Not my normal stuff. |
I'm keeping a copy of the email here just for grins and giggles. Someone I don't even know decided to send me some garbage. Wrong move on his part. His email and my answer are listed...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 20:00:00 GMT |
The Lament |
Why do I bother, why do I trywhen every failure makes me want to cryMy reserve is gone, my tanks run drymy soul is grounded unable to fly
It's the same old story, the same sad taleover and over I cont...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Feb 2006 18:17:00 GMT |
Originally written on 4 Nov 2003 |
A streak of light rips the sky asunderThe holes repaired with a clap of thunderWindows shake in fear of mighty soundwhile upon the roof, raindrops pound.
You might weather the storm safe inside your h...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Feb 2006 21:08:00 GMT |
