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A collection of the featured posts as they appeared on mo'time

by: bluematrix

i haven't written a song in quite awhile. tonight i grabbed some snippets that didn't make it into marys dream, added a bit of new stuff, stirred in a little white wine, and presto...green eyes.

we were alone just our thoughts against the skies
silent in the dying of the light
you lashed out from the pain
they said you’d never be the same - yet here you are

sitting with your back against a tree up on the hill
crying remembering the past
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posted by: howard at 09:06 | link | comments |

by: distantorigin

Where It All Began

And we were back.

It's only been 3 years, but it felt like a lifetime. Then again, what happened in the past 3 years are more than what happens to some people in a lifetime. What happened? Well, we fell in love.

We couldn't have known it then. Back then, it was nothing but a casual conversation. A way to pass the time, so to speak. We didn't know each other, and we both had our own groups to go back to. Back then, I had thought him nothing more than someone I spoke to once, and would never see again. The thought that he was a person who would change my life, not once even occured to me.

Back then, I wasn't even into comics. Not really. My exposure was limited to second hand copies of Culture Crash, forced on me by one of my friends. But my friends were artists, and they needed all the help they can get. So I went with them to the comic convention, not knowing anything, not expecting anything. I went, solely for the purpose of supporting my friends in their endeavor. And I hadn't even planned on giving that much support. I wasn't planning on helping them sell their comic books. I pretty much went, because it was a Saturday, and I had nothing better to do.

I followed my friend around like a puppy. I didn't know a lot of people, and the ones I knew, because I met them once or twice, I doubted that they remembered who I was. So when my friend went to a certain booth, I just went with her there. And when she said she was hungry, I said I was hungry, too. That's how I ended up at the second floor, on a bench, sitting across from him. My friend knew him from school, so she went over to talk to him. So I went over and talked to him, too.

We all talked, the three of us (actually four, my friend's boyfriend was with us at the time). But when my friend wanted to go, this time, I didn't go with her. I decided to be left behind. I said it was because I was tired of walking around the convention area, and that it was too hot there. But really, the reason was that I wanted to be left with him. I wanted to talk to him, about more than the usual stuff. I wanted to get to know him, and I wanted him to get to know me. So when my friend stood up and said she was going back to the convention, I didn't stand up with her. I waved her "See you later!"
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by: rustymadgal

Yes I Voted!!!!!  One of the benefits of living in the Trailer Park is no line at our polls this morning.   Yay illegals and general apathy!  I was concerned after hearing stories of friends waiting 2 hrs downtown to cast an early ballot last Saturday but it was smooth sailing.

This election is like no other.  Roomie and I both had friends call last night to discuss it.  Although not out of order for him and his friends with me and mine it is.  One of mine was going to see McCain at  his midnight rally just for the historical aspect. Just talked to him and he was laughing about all the Washington types trying to look Western with their fake faded jeans and penny loafers...
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