June 22, 2002
His words are alluring… sweet without being sickening… spicy, but not so spicy that you can't taste the flavor underneath. So I respond with my own words… tart enough to make his eyes water… as warming as a shot of Barenjager, and sometimes just as sneaky… And I should know better than to play these word games. I know how just the right combination of words can leave me vulnerable… Yet, I am still the first soldier on the battlefield, plotting out my strategy with a dictionary in one hand, a thesaurus in the other. Maybe one day I'll win.