Monthly Archives: December 2005
I am hungry.
My work friend, accusingly: Did you remember to eat lunch? Me: Yes. WF: What did you have? Me: A barracuda…steak… WF: … Me: And a tomato. WF: Where did– Me: And a pie! WF: What kind of pie? Me: Whole pie. WF: What kind of pie? Me, angrily: A whole pie! WF: … Me, amused: … Continue reading
This is the way the semester ends, this is the way the semester ends, this is the way the semester ends
Interior monologue on my way to class tonight: This is the last time I will ever walk shivering past the History building, the last time to call Michele next to the painted bench, this is the last time I will decide against getting a coffee from the cart to warm my fingers up, this is … Continue reading
In need
Do you have a copy of Orlando by Virginia Woolf? If so I would love to borrow it before Thursday. I loaned mine to a friend in my class so he could read it over Thanksgiving break and the little bounder skipped the class after the break. So now I have no Orlando for my … Continue reading
Our Lady of the Bottom
Me: Sister Mary Posterior, all us nuns have gotten together and realized that we want YOU to be our new Mother Superior. Me: Oh, girls! I’m just flabbergasted. I don’t know quite what to say. It seems much too lofty a position for your old friend Sister Posterior. Me: No, Sister. You cannot turn this … Continue reading