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I Heart Killer Yapp!
Wow! Thanks CL!
Aug. 26, 1993 - Nov. 15, 2007
John Elder Robison's must read book coming September 25, 2007
Cause I need all the luck, success and good fortune I can get!
Tackling life one nitwit at a time! So many nitwits - so little time!
Belle
I Heart Killer Yapp!
Wow! Thanks CL!
Rosie
Aug. 26, 1993 - Nov. 15, 2007
Card Carrying Member of MISS SNARK'S:
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Look Me In the Eye
John Elder Robison's must read book coming September 25, 2007
Dragonfly
Cause I need all the luck, success and good fortune I can get!
Anti-Wife and Patricia Wood
About Me
- The Anti-Wife
- Pacific Northwest
- Confessions of a committment phobe! Thoughts on everyday life. Would be author. Ordinary person. Dog lover. The best blog I've ever written! Okay, so it's the only one, but that's beside the point! Advice freely given! One of my master’s degrees was in counseling. I have lived a long life filled with mistakes, stupid choices and many lessons learned. I have no fear of being sued because I have nothing worth taking, so I am marginally qualified to give advice. So if you need advice on any subject, please feel free to e-mail me. I make no guarantees about the sanity or accuracy of my advice. mailto:antiwife dot sah@gmail dot com
13 comments:
What is she thinking? Do you really want to know?
She’s looking at the picture of Bertrand, and the old airplane, with a funny sad smile. The DC3. So many flights, and so many memories.
She’s thinking, “That dumb son of a bitch! I sure am glad it was him on the plane when Customs got there, and I saw the flashing lights and turned around.”
The biggest bust in Mississippi history, but they never got her.
After a moment, she snaps out of her reverie, and looks around Bertrand’s condo, where she’s living, spending his money on quick sex and booze, while he’s a guest of the US Government at the Atlanta Federal Correctional Center.
But her new boyfriend’s downstairs, waiting, and she turns and heads for the door.
Unbeknownst to her, last week, Bertand found out about the boyfriend, and the rest of it.
And now his associate, Ramiro – fresh out of prison and mean as hell - has shot the boyfriend square in the face, and he’s slumped dead in the car as he waits behind the door for her to come out.
I don't know that I can beat John's. But really, is that your genre?? I think you're cheating!
Very interesting John. Love the part about spending his money. But that's more than 50 words!
Come on Starbucks. You can do it!
It drove her crazy. She couldn't wait until it was gone. She winced when she looked in the mirror and wondered if she should just grab a pair of scissors and chop it herself. But her promise was a sacred bond.
Some little girl would feel beautiful with that hair.
Anonymous Sister of Anti-Wife
Where are my keys? she thought. They're usually right here next to my fake plant.
Very interesting! Thinking outside the box. I like it!
I'll be away from the puter until Saturday morning, so keep posting those scenarios. Looking forward to reading them when I return.
Debbie sighed and stared out the window. She just couldn't face the mirror when she'd walked in the house.
That is the last time I ever get a trim at CUTS-R-US, she thought. That wench couldn't have trimmed a hedge straight, let alone my hair.
I couldn't think of anything, but want to know what conditioner she uses to get that softness and shine.
Everything's packed -save for plants, and a photo.
‘These are the last minutes I’m staying - she whispered, to the wall.
‘This is the spot he kissed me first’ – she touched the white surface. A smile and a blush followed her words.
‘We’re heading a new home, our home’.
Paperback,
LOL!
Church Lady,
Kirkland Signature
SzélsőFa,
Nice one. I like it. Thanks for dropping by.
“I can do this. I know I can. How will I put it? ‘Michael, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this for a long time. I’m sorry, but I’m leaving. It’s not anything you did. It’s me. I’ve changed.’ Yeah, that’s it. Deep breath now… Here goes.”
Word,
Nice!
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