Blog Archive
- 2010 (1)
- 2007 (1)
- 2004 (8)
-
2003
(169)
- December(15)
- November(7)
- October(11)
- September(7)
- August(10)
- July(17)
- June(16)
- May(5)
- April(11)
- March(16)
- February(23)
-
January(31)
- I've accumulated a few digital video files of some...
- Here's a quick plea for help... see the post below...
- Every once in a while, I get a song stuck in my he...
- People in Glass Houses Shouldn't Throw Stones Bei...
- I like to consider myself rather well versed in ae...
- Life Begins at 8,000 Feet As many of you have pre...
- E! picks the winner... again! I'm a big fan gamb...
- I'm home. On a Friday night. In San Francisco. One...
- I'm thinking of starting my own religion. I can't ...
- There are plenty of times in which I feel as thoug...
- That Broken Girl's Rules for Boys is too complex.....
- The lovely Broken Girl put together a list of Rule...
- Interesting Gucci Ad Is this ad offensive? I find...
- I'm bolting up to Tahoe for a few days to pretend ...
- I'm like 90% done with the biscuitindex image gall...
- Growing up in Northern San Diego, Del Mar was just...
- Tears of the Sun The trailer for Bruce's new movi...
- This just in... Moe is the shit! This morning I re...
- I'm in a weird mood today. Can't quite place why b...
- I'm not a believer in much of anything other than ...
- "Do you live here?" The woman asking the questio...
- Mad Pony I'm all for getting what you can, while ...
- Beck's still standing A few months ago I found my...
- Many of you may be familiar with my belief that B...
- My fricking permalinks and archives are all crappe...
- Lot's of people come to my site in search of a Mus...
- Cluster-fucking is as American as Apple Pie I'm s...
- There have been a few published reports over the l...
- The light cast by the single light bulb flickered,...
- Depeche Mode has had a great deal of impact on me....
- A new year and none the wiser. It seems that no m...
- 2002 (248)
- 2001 (161)
About Me
- Inherently Different
- Stuff about the person who owns this blog, but it only scratches the surface because I am deeper than the Mariana Trench.
Blog Archive
-
▼
2003
(169)
-
▼
January
(31)
- I've accumulated a few digital video files of some...
- Here's a quick plea for help... see the post below...
- Every once in a while, I get a song stuck in my he...
- People in Glass Houses Shouldn't Throw Stones Bei...
- I like to consider myself rather well versed in ae...
- Life Begins at 8,000 Feet As many of you have pre...
- E! picks the winner... again! I'm a big fan gamb...
- I'm home. On a Friday night. In San Francisco. One...
- I'm thinking of starting my own religion. I can't ...
- There are plenty of times in which I feel as thoug...
- That Broken Girl's Rules for Boys is too complex.....
- The lovely Broken Girl put together a list of Rule...
- Interesting Gucci Ad Is this ad offensive? I find...
- I'm bolting up to Tahoe for a few days to pretend ...
- I'm like 90% done with the biscuitindex image gall...
- Growing up in Northern San Diego, Del Mar was just...
- Tears of the Sun The trailer for Bruce's new movi...
- This just in... Moe is the shit! This morning I re...
- I'm in a weird mood today. Can't quite place why b...
- I'm not a believer in much of anything other than ...
- "Do you live here?" The woman asking the questio...
- Mad Pony I'm all for getting what you can, while ...
- Beck's still standing A few months ago I found my...
- Many of you may be familiar with my belief that B...
- My fricking permalinks and archives are all crappe...
- Lot's of people come to my site in search of a Mus...
- Cluster-fucking is as American as Apple Pie I'm s...
- There have been a few published reports over the l...
- The light cast by the single light bulb flickered,...
- Depeche Mode has had a great deal of impact on me....
- A new year and none the wiser. It seems that no m...
-
▼
January
(31)
1/03/2003
The light cast by the single light bulb flickered, casting hazily dancing shadows on the bedroom wall.
"Tell me again why I'm doing this?" she asked for the fourth time in the last few hours.
"Because I asked you to," he replied.
"And I should do everything you ask?" she quipped, sounding almost like a stereotypical old Jewish lady.
He laughed quietly. Few people could make him laugh like that and he smiled at the thought. The more time he spent with her the more he could see a future together. Small beads of sweat had formed on her forehead, her hair pulled neatly in a ponytail hours earlier was now disheveled and wet from their exertions.
"You should do it because you want to, not because you feel compelled to. But just know that I appreciate the help," He countered.
For the last few hours Kaitlyn and Conner had stripped the dingy wallpaper from the walls of the entire apartment. Now, with only his bedroom remaining, the end was in sight.
He looked at Kaitlyn as she attacked another wall. Slender and athletic, she still retained the build that she'd acquired in college and seemingly adopted for a lifetime. She applied the stripper to the wall in long, smooth strokes, careful not to let the corrosive liquid fall on the recently refurbished wood floor. She turned quickly, catching Conner's gaze momentarily. Kaitlyn smiled and returned to the task at hand.
The apartment was his but he planned on asking her to move in soon. This would be the beginning of something wonderful and the smile on his lips was in anticipation of a life full of possibilities.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments: