June 21, 2004

Whiskey on the Rocks
   by jhyde

I would like to schedule an appointment with my boyfriend. I know that he doesn't always have time to enjoy the weekends, or appreciate the things in life that please him. I also know that his girlfriend can't quite seem to figure out how to meet him online at eight o'clock every night. For some unknown reason, two bodies, filled with an enormous amount of kinetic energy, cannot seem to collide at all. However when placed in the approximate vicinity of each other, they can find no other purpose for life than to override the fear of collision for the chance of something as unimaginable as impact.

This still does not change the fact that this pole of the magnet is feeling as if she were at the extreme end of the opposite side. As a matter of opinion she believes this feeling to be rather frivolous, though seemingly horrifying, it will melt away the instant she but has a word with him.

To work, busy-ness and the way of life that separates lovers: Pfft!

Published: June 22, 2004
Editor: stacy

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