February 25th 2005

a very bad poem, brought to you out of pure frustration

oh, georgetown,
every day i statuscheck—
click: name, click: password,
status: complete

but i am not complete,
not without you.
i beg for, plead for
closure—
i see it in my dreams,
click: name, click: password,
status: decision

pining here,
waiting and hoping,
i plead—
give me relief
even if relief
is rejection

if i had something more interesting to post about, I would

I picked up a replacement coffee carafe today at lunch. Thank God for Bed, Bath and Beyond.

However, during the purchasing foray, both the cashier and the old man at the next register told me I should get a stainless steel thermos-typel coffeepot. Thanks, unsolicited advice. I never really know how to respond to those kinds of comments. “Um, thanks, but we have a coffeemaker that takes a glass carafe.”

Now to my lo mein.