I'm becoming a lab junkie. - B.S.
I'm like an open book with pages that talk. - E.M.
I hope the friends/family that read your IM page don't think I'm some one-dimensional syccophant/silver-tongue that has merely attached myself to the nearest attractive woman. - E.M.
You drag all my thoughts and compliments kicking and screaming into the light of your IM page. - E.M.
Do you think my musings and dreamy declarations are for your sole entertainment? Banish the thought! Purge the posts! Enjoy my praise and adoration in solitude! - E.M.
I surrender to your click and post. - E.M.
For someone that holds their privacy close, you certainly don't seem to have any problems exposing my most private honeyed words. - E.M.
Like a sliver of ambrosia on the tongues of parched and starved men, you drive us mad with desire and fitful longing. - E.M.
If you believe by posting my most intimate praise online you quench the raging fires within, take caution, my good woman, I have yet to broach even the coast of my passions. - E.M.
I think that as I continue talking to you, my sense of language becomes more outrageous and archaic. - E.M.
Bah! Laura, stop being beautiful! I have to live! - E.M.
There are many many crazy things
That will keep me IM'ing you
And with your permission
May I list a few?
The way you say oh *dear*
The way you :-) at me
The transcripts of all that
No they can't take that away from me
The way your words just please
The way I hacked your quiz
The way you post my dreams
No they can't take that away from me
We may never never IM again, on that laggy network to blush
But I'll always always keep the record of
The way you tell your day [dodo de dooo de do]
The way we IM'ed till three
The way you post my life
No no I haven't figured out how to hack that away from you . . . - E.M.
You haven't blocked me yet, so hurrah and huzzah. - E.M.
If only the other areas of my life could inspire me as much as you. - E.M.
I really hope compliments paid aren't a limited resource, or I won't have much to say to my future wife. - E.M.
Don't you wish more guys were like me and just spilled their guts to you? - B.S.
I'm all about the charm. - B.S.
Why can't all women be like you? - B.S.
I feel like doing something constructive, but I just don't think that's in the cards for me. - S.S.
Posted by laura at June 18, 2003 09:33 AM