| Those Girls Who Write Those girls who write are just so weird. They sit and scribble; they don't talk, flirt, or do normal "girl" things. It's really no wonder, in and of itself. Often they're not very pretty, or they're hefty heifers, they don't wear make-up. Hell, they're sitting around holding their pens and tablets like it's something special, or remarkable. Where's the fun in that? Their beady little eyes follow every passer-by as if gathering potential fodder. Well, not me, please! I once heard of a guy who chanced an encounter and wound up immortalized in someone's illicit penned nightmares. God knows what else they think of, alone in their beds at night. Do they write of world domination, epic romance, of serenity and peace of mind? Are they dreaming of coming out? One has to wonder, briefly; but frankly, I don't care, as long as it doesn't include me. Tomorrow I'm going to lunch with my pen and paper, and maybe then they'll let me by unnoticed. PamEhli/2002 |
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