I have to wax poetic now, since there's hardly time to be witty. - E.M.
frenetic and weary
I pound out verses,
hoping to elicit
that warm rush
of crimson red. - E.M.
I shall never figure you out . . . and I like it that way. - E.M.
You are quite weighed down with guilt. I'm afraid if you had none you'd float away. - E.M.
Ah, how children games take on new meaning after puberty and college. - E.M.
A game you don't have to imbibe to have fun - that would be a new one on me. - E.M.
I hope your night is as precious and adorable as you . - E.M.
Beer for work is our new compensation program. - Gabe K.
Laura, you're turning my life into tatters. - E.M.
I just came to the realization that my job is pretty cool because I can spit on the floor when walking from my desk to the lab. - Gabe K.
I think life is too short to work the corporate grind for the rest of your life. - E.M.
Should i resume flirtatious compliments? - E.M.
Welcome to Ed's flirtchat
For flirtatious responses, please type 1;
For compliments, type 2;
For general insights; type 3;
For come-on's, type 7:
*blinking cursor* : - E.M.
Thank-you for choosing 3:
Your general insight for the day is:
The. Sky. is. Blue.
Segmentation Fault - E.M.
It's quarter past five, there's no buddy on my list
Except you and me
So set 'em' up 'L', I got a little story
I think you should know
We're IM'ing my friend, to the end
Of a brief episode
Make it one IM for my window
And one more for the road
I know the routine, put another password
In the machine
I feel kind of bad, can't you make the internet
stable and last...
I could tell you a lot, but it's not
In a c++'s code
Make it one IM for my window
And one more for the road
You'd never know it, but buddy I'm a kind of poet
And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say
And if I'm gloomy, please read my posts
Till it's typed away
Well that's how it goes, and L I know your gettin'
Anxious to close
Thanks for the goodbyes
I hope you didn't mind
My straining your eyes
But this window that I found, It's gotta be drowned
Or it's gonna explode
Make it one IM for my window
And one more for the road - E.M.
How are you most beautiful of women? - E.M.
Maybe I am crazy, but what a wonderful fantasy we live in. - E.M.
You are a writer of the highest genuis and a woman of the most inspiring loveliness. - E.M.
You've got the most extreme vocabulary of anyone I know. - B.S.
You blush when the wind blows. - E.M.
I had an image of you face first in a baked potato still clutching your carton of milk. - E.M.
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.
Thanks for making me feel very inappropriate. - E.M.
Hi, I'm Anatoly Delm, exempt inputter. - A.D.
How are you? Other than beautiful, vivacious and sexy of course. - E.M.
The blood bank really, really wants my blood. - S.S.
On a different topic, leading cows was fun. - S.S.
If you are going to do something, you best do it well. - J.R.
You're an enigma. - E.M.
As a random tangent you'll most likely ignore, you have nice legs. - E.M.
In sleep, my psyche was free to roam many strange worlds. - C.H.
Tech jobs are the biggest sham ever. - C.H.
So what's on the current Laura rant list? - S.R.
You make me think too much. - E.M.
Barnes & Noble has great magazines, a nice cafe, and a simple layout - but, man - what a dearth of books! - E.M.
I think that you're always a little sorry, a little guilty. It's almost inherent in your nature. Some random child's balloon could float away for reasons totally unrelated to you, and you'd possibly feel a pang of guilt - E.M.
Ack! Our world is full of stupid people! Like me! - E.M.
I'd give you a hug, but you'd feel uncomfortable and blush. - E.M.
Are you a grumpybear? - E.M.
Try not to break too many hearts with that beauty and wit of yours. - E.M.
You're pretty beautiful. - E.M.
You must rank as one of the most repressed women I have ever met that probably wants the least to be so or enjoys it the most. - E.M.
It's no wonder you're inundated with men that absolve their common sense around you. - E.M.
An inexorable woma... no, machine, driving sensible and unassuming men crazy. - E.M.
You are a study in contrast. - E.M.
I'd finish that thought but I got lost in some of your shadows. - E.M.
Of all the IM joints in all the messengers. What's a gal like you doing in a seedy window like this? - E.M.