Daily Creativity

My Favorite Moment

It was me and you and Maureen and Lissa and Mike and Adam sitting there, shoulder to shoulder, at the waffle house. It had been that way all night. Crowded. I remember that as soon as you walked out of the car when we stopped to stand on top of the bridge, I wanted you to myself, because you were so beautiful that night. I wanted you alone so that I could tell you that and kiss you. I wanted so desperately for it to be just you and me in the waffle house, like the night we first kissed. But you were there, so close to me, holding my hand, and I was very happy to have that.

Lissa was talking and I was only half listening. The other half of me was looking at you, every few moments my eyes shifting from Lissa’s mouth to your profile, seeing Lissa’s joke coming and quickly running to catch your face in laughter: their favorite. Well, maybe their second favorite once they remembered your face when you’re laughing and trying to hold water in, but they realized that the two laughs were almost the same, like you were always trying to keep water in, even if it wasn’t there. When you laughed I hoped so badly that you would be in my bed that night. Even if you didn’t want to have sex that night. Truthfully, sex was there, but only in brief appearances overwhelmed by my desire to be alone with you where I could kiss you and laugh and ruin the kiss and tell you the things that I wanted to tell you and see you bite your lip. I could die when you bite your lip. Men could fight wars for you when you bite your lip.

Lissa was still talking and I began to worry that the night wouldn’t work out. I began to fear that I would not be able to kiss you in my bed or sheepishly tell you, “You are very pretty Katie Riley.” But then you turned to my shoulder and kissed my arm. In front of everyone you kissed my arm, almost as if you were saying, “This is mine.”

Whenever I want to remember you, truly remember you and everything that I feel for you, I remember the moment when you kissed me and I knew that I had nothing to be afraid of. When you kissed me I knew that we were something and everything would be alright.

mi viejo

by ratatat was a good song.

the sound was really nice to hear while working.

Just Finished

My third and final book in my dragonlance series. It’s Christmas Eve. Perfect.

One really cool aspect that I pulled from this book comes in the concept of the balance of good and evil.

If you had the opportunity to rid the world or at least compartmentalize evil so that good may reign everywhere else, would that be for the best?

translation from english to 12yearold AOLer!

i think that the world, at large, is a place to be reckoned with. Especially, if we are going to pretend we are
Gods.

I THINK TAHT TEH WORLD AT LARGE SI A PLAEC 2 B REKONAD WITH!!1!!1!! OMG WTF 3SPECIALY IF W3 R GONG 2 PRATEND W3 R
GODS!111!! OMG LOL