ONLY A GIFT GOD COULD GIVE....or, you know, 5 minutes in the stockroom. This reminds me of when I was editor of my highschool literary magazine. This girl Amorette submitted a poem about the birth of her daughter. One of the couplets read She came as a surprise/Unexpected. Um, a surprise? Unexpected? Sweetheart, you're in my gym class. It was no surprise to the rest of us. Of course I published the poem anyway, because I was afraid she'd beat me up. Posted by Dana at 11:59 AM
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Mi Vida ChochaWE WERE IN LOVE, YOU WERE MY FIRST LOVE,
Now I've got "Soldier Boy," running through my head.
Also the only time I was published anywhere was in my high school literary magazine. It was a story about two guys working in a gas station who wait on the president. I was 17. The girl who was editor was our class valedictorian. I had a massive crush on her. She's a professor now.
Posted by: jonmc at September 26, 2003 12:43 PM"KARMA CAN BE A BIGGER BITCH"
If that's true, I must have been Adolph Eichmann in my past life.
Posted by: tizzie at September 28, 2003 11:59 AM