tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35991244.post5817987858820722648..comments2008-11-21T09:05:36.116-08:00Gleemonexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00329310168801733659noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35991244.post-42809039468233536112008-11-21T09:05:00.000-08:002008-11-21T09:05:00.000-08:00OMG. There are all these fat old ladies who read books encased in book holders (is that what they're called?) I have a bad habit of always wanting to know what strangers in waiting rooms and buses are reading, so I sneaked a peak into all their books.<BR/><BR/>Yep - romance novels. <BR/><BR/>Sad (says she, all superior).apostatehttp://apostate.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35991244.post-89680041208454813212008-11-21T08:51:00.000-08:002008-11-21T08:51:00.000-08:00Re: (2). Maybe this was a period piece?Panda!!!!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16983822271619290018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35991244.post-15333019715425723302008-11-21T06:21:00.000-08:002008-11-21T06:21:00.000-08:00My mental image of "Eric" is now exactly the same as my image of Michael Phelps. Eric sounds like another douchebag who would be fine as long as he permanently wears a bag on his head. What was this story called???Princess Sparkle Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06034772999725516942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35991244.post-33661490358171409622008-11-20T20:52:00.000-08:002008-11-20T20:52:00.000-08:00Fuck! That was going to be the final line to my short story!Spanish Johnnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05769126341669831105noreply@blogger.com