Monday, October 13, 2003

Smiling Over Coffee In Your Jackets And Everything Through The Glass Is Faggy Day!

While the idea is in your head, the sweetness makes your teeth hurt. It goes thusly:

You call. She answers. You ask. She accepts.

You suggest. She agrees. You wait. She arrives.

You speak. She stiffens with the shock at having heard put into words a point of view she'd always embraced as undeniably true but always imagined to be far too silly to ever think anyone else might feel the same way.

She speaks. You warm, as if an extra pint of blood had suddenly been pumped into your veins, after hearing a sentence that you've been waiting to hear for two years. A sentence that lets you know, without a doubt, you will sleep for eight hours tonight.

You smile over your coffee in your jacket and everything walking past the streetside window of the coffee shop is faggy. She smiles over her coffee in her jacket and everything walking past the streetside window of the coffee shop is faggy.


As you wait for the hours to pass, you wish you could just live in the idea in your head. You know it never works out so sweetly.

And it won't this time either, but by around 7:44 PM tonight, it's gonna be pretty darned tasty. Check it out:

You call. She answers. You ask. She accepts.

You suggest. She agrees. You wait. She arrives.

You speak. She responds.

She speaks. You respond.

(about a half hour passes without epiphany, or anything you'll even remember, and then at 7:44 PM)

You smile over your coffee in your jacket and everything walking past the streetside window of the coffee shop is faggy. She smiles over her coffee in her jacket and everything walking past the streetside window of the coffee shop is faggy.


What sucks about you is there's still gonna be a little fraction of your heart that's pissed off that all the stiffening and the extra blood pumping never happened and you just went ahead and jumped to the smiling and everything going faggy. What sucks about you is you still won't accept that people only smile when they're too tired to try and look pissed off.

Happy Smiling Over Coffee In Your Jackets And Everything Through The Glass Is Faggy Day!