tall vs. not as tall

16 August 2010 § Leave a comment

People tend to stick to their own size group because it’s easier on the neck. Unless they are romantically involved, in which case the size difference is sexy. It means: I am willing to go the distance for you.

–miranda july, “the shared patio”

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100ws: two

8 September 2009 § 2 Comments

Third blind date this month. How many more of these do I have to go on?

“So Kim, like I was saying…about change. Change is pointless, innovation is good, progress and growth are good, but change is just… pointless“.

What’s this guy’s name ? All these men have the same boring names: James, Matt, Mike. How am I supposed to keep them straight, let alone engage in their lame conversations?

James or Matt or Mike, whatever he’s called, takes a sip of his latte and some foam sticks in his ironic mustache. He doesn’t notice.

Ugh. I’d rather be single.

100ws: 1

12 August 2009 § Leave a comment

a friend of mine suggested to keep my writing reflexes good by doing a pretty easy exercise, the 100-word story. this is the first one, and damn this is harder than i thought–i’m REALLY into words.

Drip.
Drip.

What kind of dentist has a leaky faucet in the exam room, and leaves a patient alone and medicated to listen to it? I’m nervous. I feel nauseous now, too. And stupid.

Forty.
Forty-one.
Forty-two.

“Okay, now where were we?”, Dr. Liu mumbles as he returns with a new pair of gloves and a fresh mask, his face just a turquoise rectangle with two brown eyes floating above it.

“It was a reflex, I swear. I’m sorry”.

“Not the first time someone’s kicked me in the balls”, replies the Doctor.

He stares at me in silence.

Drip.
Drip.
Drill.

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