tapping foot

Okay.  i’ve been patient.  i’ve been sweet, and cajoling and hopeful.  i’ve ached and wanted and yes, i’ve even cried.  i’ve nudged and hinted and waited, been fed a tidbit here or there.  i’ve resolved to be strong and i’ve crumbled in the face of that resolution.

i’ve been all those things and more.

But now you’re just pissing me off.

~ by MangledTulip on June 2, 2008.

8 Responses to “tapping foot”

  1. They are so, so very good at that, aren’t they?

    ~ yours in pissed off-ness,

    Beth

    PS do you suppose there’s a school where they learn it? Or does it come naturally? Heh.

  2. Beth,

    They’re not as good as they think they are. Or, at least, they’re not as untouchable as they think they are.

    And no. There’s no school. It comes naturally. And then the fuckers hone it.

    Bah.

    elise

  3. Untouchable? *smiles very, very faintly* No, no they’re not that.

    Are we the whet stones, then, on which they hone their skills? Goodness, what an analogy …

    ~Beth

  4. An excellent analogy. ~smile~

    elise

  5. But have you been all of those things long enough to satisfy?

  6. Quite obviously, i have not. ~wry look~

    elise

  7. Sounds as if we’re beyond pouting this time, hmm?

  8. Quite.

    elise

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