My Cardboard Balcony

Really? Do I really have to be introspective right now? Do I really have to extrapolate on my nice night out in the city and my dad's upcoming birthday, even though there's not much to tell and I'd just be repeating myself when it comes to any other topic I could cover? Really? Really? No, thank you. Good night, everyone. Have a good weekend.

The Best Concert Ever by Belinda Roddie The guitar had fangs, and it hissed at the vocalist.

"I can't go out. I have to study." Grace snorted. "I don't study," she retorted, "and I always get As." "Good for you," Alice replied a little more snidely than she intended, "but I happen to be one of those people who needs hours, if not days, to look over the material and let it soak in. Otherwise, I flunk the class." "You're weak," Grace chuckled. "And you're a jerk," snapped Alice, "but who am I to judge?"