If wishes were horses

[superbadgirl]

I wish my head didn't hurt so much. I'm pretty sure someone has been using my face for batting practice these past few days.

I wish the people in New York would respond to my calls and emails. I hate working blind.

I wish a cold glass of milk would last forever.

I wish my bus boyfriend knew he was my bus boyfriend. ;)

I wish today was already over (late afternoon meeting with the most annoying group of people in the world).

I wish I knew how to help a friend who needs more than platitudes and hugs.

I wish politicians wouldn't be so annoying I can't feel excited to vote for any of them.

I wish more people gave to charity on their own, not prompted by celebrity hype.

I wish I was getting a neck and shoulder rub right this very second.

Comments

[tejas.livejournal.com]

I wish all your wishes would come true, because some of them are on my list, too. :-)

[superbadgirl]

You cannot have my bus boyfriend!

;)

[tejas.livejournal.com]

I'm not into long distance relationships with other people's bus boyfriends. :-);-)

I'm just sorry my food court boyfriend isn't around any more. I would see him at least once a week at lunch. He had to be at least a lecturer, though probably an assistant professor. He'd always be lunching with an older man who seemed to have "mentor" tattooed on his forehead in invisible ink. :-) The prof, though. Oh, MAN! He was simply beautiful. Mysterious dark eyes, full kissable lips, dark flowing hair with just enough curl to have character, flawless warm skin, artless smile, graceful gestures and the most elegant hands I've ever seen.

*sigh*

He was probably gay.

And married.

Very married to his male lover.

Had to be. Otherwise it would be just too cruel since he was also about 15 to 20 years younger than me and would never have even noticed I was alive, even if he had to deal with me professionally. :-)

[superbadgirl]

I remember my sister had a mall boyfriend when she was in college, but then once when I was up visiting for the weekend we saw him walking through the mall (he was pretty) smoking. It killed her non-romance dead. ;)

Anyway, it's nice to have real life fake boyfriends along with my many fake TV boyfriends. Sometimes it would be nice to have a real boyfriend, but I'm so spoiled with the fake ones I doubt that'll happen.

[tejas.livejournal.com]

LOL!!! Ain't that the truth! Working on a college campus does have it's compensations. My elevator boyfriend is very nice, too. Not as pretty, but he actually *talks* to me. :-)

He *is* married and far too young, but hey, that's not what not!real!boyfriends are all about anyway.

[tejas.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah, fictional men are just so easy to deal with. I'm not sure I'm really all that interested in the real thing any more. They tend to disappoint, eventually. Not to mention that I tend to do the same.

Besides, single women live longer than married women.

[el1ie.livejournal.com]

Now I've got the Hollies stuck in my head...

[superbadgirl]

Sorry?

[el1ie.livejournal.com]

Ha! Young whipersnappers, what is the world coming to?

Hollies, 60's pop group had a single out called Bus Stop...

Went like this...Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

That's the way the whole thing started
Silly but it's true
Thinkin' of a sweet romance
Beginning in a queue

Came the sun the ice was melting
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine

And now it's IN MY HEAD!...your bus boyfriend is to blame... *BEG*

[superbadgirl]

Oh, I know who the Hollies are. I just was quasi-sorry I got them in your head. ;)

Yeah, and now I've got Carrie Ann in my head. I lucked out when my parents had cause to give me a different middle name than the one they gave my sisters.

[el1ie.livejournal.com]

Hee, my gran was always miffed the Beach Boys didn't get her middle name right either!

Hey, my mistake there, thinking you didn't understand my strange brain...

[superbadgirl]

Oh, not miffed. I'm glad they didn't get my middle name right. ;)