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...and she looks pretty good

September 25, 2005 10:54 PM

The Task at Hand

I went to the grocery store for
Diet Cola
Drain-o
and a Bag of Spinach

Way better than that stuck up blonde bitch While I was there
I saw Kirstie Alley
and there was a commotion
among the patrons and employees
of the store because of her
In all the excitement
and because I was hungry
I also ended up with
Glazed walnuts
Dried cranberries
Gorgonzola cheese
Raspberry vinaigrette
(and three bottles of wine
because he’s coming over tonight)

But when I got home
I realized I’d forgotten
the Drain-o

So I had a fantastic salad
and then I took a shower
the water rising around my ankles
while I shaved for him.
And I cried
because he’s just
a flashing light
to keep me from focusing
on how much it hurts

He’s the Kirstie Alley
in the supermarket
of my heart
making me forget
what I came for.

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Comments

Once again ... wow. I just hope he was a GOOD distraction, and wore an undershirt.

And now, I'm going to go eat a nice salad.

Posted by: cookiebitch on September 26, 2005 07:23 AM

"...ah-buah..."

10 points for anyone that gets the reference...fuck it, 100 points.

Posted by: bill on September 26, 2005 08:55 AM

Any guy that requires three bottles of wine to be present isn't worth it.

Posted by: Eddie on September 26, 2005 09:48 AM

CB, definitely a swell distraction.

Bill, I am very competetive and want those hundred points, but I don't get it. :( Has it anything to do with, "Look Who's Talking"?

Eddie, the wine was more for me than for him.

Posted by: Helena on September 26, 2005 09:52 AM

And water? "Look Who's Talking" and Water? Dammit!

Posted by: Helena on September 26, 2005 09:53 AM

I knew what you meant, Helena. My comment still stands.

Posted by: Eddie on September 26, 2005 10:34 AM

It seems, unfortunately, that most men have only advice to offer when it comes to my troubles with love.

Posted by: Helena on September 26, 2005 10:50 AM

I hope that you had a good evening...despite the clogged drain and the crying

Posted by: Jewels on September 26, 2005 10:57 AM

In all fairness, it should be said that I obviously feel more than I put into a poem.

I make it sound as if it's agony, but I obviously like this person enough to spend an evening with them...I like him quite a bit, in fact.

He's just not The One, and it made me sad. It doesn't mean he's not wonderful in lots of ways.

Posted by: Helena on September 26, 2005 11:02 AM

You're barking up the wrong tree, H. And that's not a clever reference to "Look Who's Talking Now!" Good thing Alley doesn't have that prolific a career.

Posted by: bill on September 26, 2005 11:03 AM