Nothing ever seemed as annoying to Portia as delays.
So when Robert told her that their dinner would have to be put off, she was more than a little pissed.
She clenched her fists in her lap, fuming that he’d managed to upset her.
Understandably, she felt consdirably better when she found the engagement ring folded in the napkin the following night.
Terry Cay
There was something solid in the delay, something she could grab hold of. Digging her claws into this brief moment she tried to keep the next from arriving. But no matter how hard she held on she could not keep the next moment from coming and the news she had dreading hearing rang as a betrayal of her weakness.
Michelle Heaven
i am so tired of delaying things to do
Ingrid Murray
It’s all planed out, there was no going back
Invitations sent
Help hired
Facilities rented
Overly expensive dresses bought
Ugh, don’t think about that Eamon Parker told himself.
He tilted his head and continued to doodle in his
‘very important’ corporate meeting.
He was getting married tomorrow!
He gets to daydream if he wants to.
Especially when it’s about you’re beautiful fiancee
Especially if she happens to be Clara
He vaguely heard Mr. Sullivan dismiss them
as he quickly arose in pursuit of his office.
As he approached his modest work space
his assistant, Ms. Banks, arose to meet
him with a solemn expression on her face.
Before he could gather himself to ask her anything she spoke.
“It’s Clara, her mom just called to say she’s been admitted to the hospital.
They were in a car accident. She’s unconscious.”
That’s one hell of a delay
M Ehrlicher
everything I do seems to be on a certain delay, gratification being the worst of it. I would grab satisfaction, joy, and contentment from the hands of time if I could, but lately I am looking at it from behind the glass, wishing and longing for it with fervor. What I would give to touch you, to hold onto your flesh with my teeth, my lips, my fingernails grabbing at you like life, like the grip of life.
e
delay. the problem i often come to face while contemplating what to write in this very box. …what *should* i write? at this moment i see i am coming to the yellow section, and now orange, and soon will be red and i will have delayed you a few moments with my ramble.
Chinchilla
There was a moment of silence before he answered my question and I knew all I needed to know. That terrible pause, that simple delay ripped my heart in two. I knew before he got the words out that it was over.
Bailey
delay. hold back. fight it. abuse the power. stop. startle. halt. stare. glance. watch. tick. tock. time. power lost. source gone. delayed. stunted. faulted. lied. deject. done.
Niki
delayed feelings, delaying in walking up to you. sweaty hands. delaying in delayment, trying to figure out why i’m delaying. wait, you’ve gone; why do i delay in what i know i want.
David
without delay he he reaching for the controls. Ramming the lever away from him. below him the machinery cycled to life. it was done. soon he would be free.
shinzon
Delay… to put off, ammirite? I can’t get a song out of my head. Not poetic at all, but very annoying. Damn you Fall Out Boy and your catchy lyrics. D: But I still love you. WELCOME THE NEW ADMINISTRATION.
Zach
Dont wait, just go. Stopping is the way to never reach your goal. It is vital to continue onward and journey foreward. You will encounter obstacles and many things shall block your path but you push push on. There are many stumbling blocks but to reach the peak of the mountain you much climb and persevere. Once you reach the top the scenery will be breath taking so whatever you do… dont delay.
Maggi
so i was going to cook some dinner but then i decided that i would delay myself and wach tv and play on the internet and then hang out with jackie and then i was lazy so i said that i would make her cook dinnner but then she said that we would only have salad so i relented because i wanted to eat fish and have some protein but not the fatty kind like steak because i am on a big health tip even though i cheat ad eat mcdonalds. i know right but i can do it and i want to get my ipod back so that i can run but that is just and excuse.
Hans Zimnoch
Don’t really know what I’m doing.
Thinking of Scotsmen.
They used to say “Hoot Mon” and “when I was just a wee bairn of a lad”.
Now they talk differently.
“Hoot Mon?”
“Well fok me!”
Ivan prokopchuk
Go! go go go go go don’t delay. Don’t wait. Don’t waste your time your hopes your dreams your days. Stop waiting in that pointless line and go out and do something with your life. All of those inane chores you choose to do only put a stop on you figuring out how to be free. Don’t delay. go go Go!
kelc
i hate delays all they do is make me wait for something i want to do. Its only a five letter word and it starts with d ends with y sounds gay to me. i would change delay to fucking wait you shit head cuz thats all it is waiting.
Tony Poz
Think before you act. Count to ten. Traffic delays are frustrating.
Jean Heneghan
There was a delay in the lines to afterworld. The lines snaked down back into reality. The dead were tapping there severed feet. Rolling a jaundiced eye. Wondering what the use of dying was for if all you have to look forward to is more waiting for the next big thing
Dave Macpherson
lakj;lfkajd
delay
Snow delay. Like when school is delayed for a few hours. They’re much better than actual snow days because you don’t have to add on more days at the end of the year. Snow delays are prime. I love them. I hope we have a bunch this year. We had like NONE last year. It was so lame. Gaah snow delaaaaaaaysssssssssssssss <33333333333.
Andrea
What’s causing your uphold,
when you could be holding me up.
I’m falling down,
and you can’t see,
your eyes must be closed.
Unless you don’t care.
Which seems to be equally likely.
SSSS
There’s a sizable delay in my decision to do something and my actually doing it. I can feel the desire in my mind, but it always takes a supreme force of will to tear myself away from whatever it is I’m doing. It’s strange, it truly is, but what can I attribute it to except my desire to see it through until the end, regardless of how strange and far off that may be.
chaoslight
As I sat there waiting for the bus, I realized that there was much more to do that just sit. It was a bustling station, full of people from all kinds of different backgrounds, all kinds of different countries. I looked around, smelled the familiar smell of the underground, and closed me eyes in happyness. Sometimes a little delay can help you realize what you are missing
isaac
i got on the plane after the three hour delay. a fresh start was awaiting me.
alisha
It kept him there, I think. In that one spot, in the dinge of that room, listening to the dirge-like hiss of that radio in the corner. But he stayed, because he had to stay. Because outside, the world would feel wrong. Because outside, the world would no longer feel right.
The Fool
i once went to the store to buy drugs and i could not find drugs at this store so i had to call a drug dealer…this drug dealer was at work so I had to wait until he got off in order to pick up drugs. The delay was most inconvenient cuz i couldn’t get as fucked up as i wanted that evening.
Mike
boredom, injustice, failure, error , mistake,
irene
no time, worry, late, frustrating,no contol, wait, when?, why? how long,
Terryb
should i delay this? should i pro cras tin ate….and not write about this word? flight delays. traffic delays. word delays.
nadine
the taffic jam. The plane has crashed. Thousands died. Now I’m sitting here. How inconvenient.
Sarah
Delay? This message will be delayed. I can delay it, but at one point or another I’ll return to it. Delay, delay, delay. Lay-de. Lady? Lady Delay frightens me… sometimes.
Delay and I have a love/hate relationship… it doesn’t matter how long it lasts.
Meels
stop,
dont think
its all too quick
it will happen, soon
unmoved unmoving
no time
green bar fills, numb thrills
spills careless mills
joshmcloughlin
Your return was delayed. I sat in the airport, wringing a coffee cup I’d finished a half hour ago, reading the letters – D – E – L – A – Y next to the number of your flight. I waited all year for you to come home, and a half hour has taken longer than every day until now. Please walk through those doors soon.
S
I can’t stop waiting. The time is going so slowly. And yet…I sit here. The wait is beyond my capacity. And yet…something in me yearns for it to continue. It’s as if I need to be waiting for something in order to feel complete, as if by waiting I prove myself worthy of what I am waiting for. Do I know what it is? Am I ready for it? Do I want it, or would I rather wait.
Stephanie
I love airplane delays. Great things have happened everytime I was delayed. The first time it happened was last summer, at San Fran. I’d just met this Canadian girl from Medicine Hat. She was absolutely amazing, and reminded me so much of my ex. We were in the same terminal for an addition half hr due to the incompetency of Delta. We were happy.
Yan Zhang
hey this is one real weird site i dunno wat this is bout but its cool
i think im running outta ideas
shawn johnson is my girl
nastia liukin is cool
uhhh america rocks.
V.
Delay delay delay. It’s all she ever did. Of course, it was with good reason. She would be watching Oprah, and I’d want a sammich. “In a minute,” she would say, every time that I asked her. It was always a minute, just add the delay. We started calling that minute mom time, because it just never ended. Always delayed.
Corey
delaying is the name of the game, man. It’s the thing I do best. I’ll do pretty much anything to put off doing homework, housework, required reading, whatever is important. It’s ridiculous because if it weren’t a homework assignment I’d probably do it no problem, but because it’s required I’ll procrastinate.
That’s why I’m here instead of reading chapters 1-2 of “Media Literacy”
Arthur Lance
This is going to be really delayed you know man. Delayed, like the laid, the lucky bastards, or sorry bastards. Those which spend their time chasing after a few little girls only to get a few deseises, and no good memories.
Nothing ever seemed as annoying to Portia as delays.
So when Robert told her that their dinner would have to be put off, she was more than a little pissed.
She clenched her fists in her lap, fuming that he’d managed to upset her.
Understandably, she felt consdirably better when she found the engagement ring folded in the napkin the following night.
There was something solid in the delay, something she could grab hold of. Digging her claws into this brief moment she tried to keep the next from arriving. But no matter how hard she held on she could not keep the next moment from coming and the news she had dreading hearing rang as a betrayal of her weakness.
i am so tired of delaying things to do
It’s all planed out, there was no going back
Invitations sent
Help hired
Facilities rented
Overly expensive dresses bought
Ugh, don’t think about that Eamon Parker told himself.
He tilted his head and continued to doodle in his
‘very important’ corporate meeting.
He was getting married tomorrow!
He gets to daydream if he wants to.
Especially when it’s about you’re beautiful fiancee
Especially if she happens to be Clara
He vaguely heard Mr. Sullivan dismiss them
as he quickly arose in pursuit of his office.
As he approached his modest work space
his assistant, Ms. Banks, arose to meet
him with a solemn expression on her face.
Before he could gather himself to ask her anything she spoke.
“It’s Clara, her mom just called to say she’s been admitted to the hospital.
They were in a car accident. She’s unconscious.”
That’s one hell of a delay
everything I do seems to be on a certain delay, gratification being the worst of it. I would grab satisfaction, joy, and contentment from the hands of time if I could, but lately I am looking at it from behind the glass, wishing and longing for it with fervor. What I would give to touch you, to hold onto your flesh with my teeth, my lips, my fingernails grabbing at you like life, like the grip of life.
delay. the problem i often come to face while contemplating what to write in this very box. …what *should* i write? at this moment i see i am coming to the yellow section, and now orange, and soon will be red and i will have delayed you a few moments with my ramble.
There was a moment of silence before he answered my question and I knew all I needed to know. That terrible pause, that simple delay ripped my heart in two. I knew before he got the words out that it was over.
delay. hold back. fight it. abuse the power. stop. startle. halt. stare. glance. watch. tick. tock. time. power lost. source gone. delayed. stunted. faulted. lied. deject. done.
delayed feelings, delaying in walking up to you. sweaty hands. delaying in delayment, trying to figure out why i’m delaying. wait, you’ve gone; why do i delay in what i know i want.
without delay he he reaching for the controls. Ramming the lever away from him. below him the machinery cycled to life. it was done. soon he would be free.
Delay… to put off, ammirite? I can’t get a song out of my head. Not poetic at all, but very annoying. Damn you Fall Out Boy and your catchy lyrics. D: But I still love you. WELCOME THE NEW ADMINISTRATION.
Dont wait, just go. Stopping is the way to never reach your goal. It is vital to continue onward and journey foreward. You will encounter obstacles and many things shall block your path but you push push on. There are many stumbling blocks but to reach the peak of the mountain you much climb and persevere. Once you reach the top the scenery will be breath taking so whatever you do… dont delay.
so i was going to cook some dinner but then i decided that i would delay myself and wach tv and play on the internet and then hang out with jackie and then i was lazy so i said that i would make her cook dinnner but then she said that we would only have salad so i relented because i wanted to eat fish and have some protein but not the fatty kind like steak because i am on a big health tip even though i cheat ad eat mcdonalds. i know right but i can do it and i want to get my ipod back so that i can run but that is just and excuse.
Don’t really know what I’m doing.
Thinking of Scotsmen.
They used to say “Hoot Mon” and “when I was just a wee bairn of a lad”.
Now they talk differently.
“Hoot Mon?”
“Well fok me!”
Go! go go go go go don’t delay. Don’t wait. Don’t waste your time your hopes your dreams your days. Stop waiting in that pointless line and go out and do something with your life. All of those inane chores you choose to do only put a stop on you figuring out how to be free. Don’t delay. go go Go!
i hate delays all they do is make me wait for something i want to do. Its only a five letter word and it starts with d ends with y sounds gay to me. i would change delay to fucking wait you shit head cuz thats all it is waiting.
Think before you act. Count to ten. Traffic delays are frustrating.
There was a delay in the lines to afterworld. The lines snaked down back into reality. The dead were tapping there severed feet. Rolling a jaundiced eye. Wondering what the use of dying was for if all you have to look forward to is more waiting for the next big thing
lakj;lfkajd
Snow delay. Like when school is delayed for a few hours. They’re much better than actual snow days because you don’t have to add on more days at the end of the year. Snow delays are prime. I love them. I hope we have a bunch this year. We had like NONE last year. It was so lame. Gaah snow delaaaaaaaysssssssssssssss <33333333333.
What’s causing your uphold,
when you could be holding me up.
I’m falling down,
and you can’t see,
your eyes must be closed.
Unless you don’t care.
Which seems to be equally likely.
There’s a sizable delay in my decision to do something and my actually doing it. I can feel the desire in my mind, but it always takes a supreme force of will to tear myself away from whatever it is I’m doing. It’s strange, it truly is, but what can I attribute it to except my desire to see it through until the end, regardless of how strange and far off that may be.
As I sat there waiting for the bus, I realized that there was much more to do that just sit. It was a bustling station, full of people from all kinds of different backgrounds, all kinds of different countries. I looked around, smelled the familiar smell of the underground, and closed me eyes in happyness. Sometimes a little delay can help you realize what you are missing
i got on the plane after the three hour delay. a fresh start was awaiting me.
It kept him there, I think. In that one spot, in the dinge of that room, listening to the dirge-like hiss of that radio in the corner. But he stayed, because he had to stay. Because outside, the world would feel wrong. Because outside, the world would no longer feel right.
i once went to the store to buy drugs and i could not find drugs at this store so i had to call a drug dealer…this drug dealer was at work so I had to wait until he got off in order to pick up drugs. The delay was most inconvenient cuz i couldn’t get as fucked up as i wanted that evening.
boredom, injustice, failure, error , mistake,
no time, worry, late, frustrating,no contol, wait, when?, why? how long,
should i delay this? should i pro cras tin ate….and not write about this word? flight delays. traffic delays. word delays.
the taffic jam. The plane has crashed. Thousands died. Now I’m sitting here. How inconvenient.
Delay? This message will be delayed. I can delay it, but at one point or another I’ll return to it. Delay, delay, delay. Lay-de. Lady? Lady Delay frightens me… sometimes.
Delay and I have a love/hate relationship… it doesn’t matter how long it lasts.
stop,
dont think
its all too quick
it will happen, soon
unmoved unmoving
no time
green bar fills, numb thrills
spills careless mills
Your return was delayed. I sat in the airport, wringing a coffee cup I’d finished a half hour ago, reading the letters – D – E – L – A – Y next to the number of your flight. I waited all year for you to come home, and a half hour has taken longer than every day until now. Please walk through those doors soon.
I can’t stop waiting. The time is going so slowly. And yet…I sit here. The wait is beyond my capacity. And yet…something in me yearns for it to continue. It’s as if I need to be waiting for something in order to feel complete, as if by waiting I prove myself worthy of what I am waiting for. Do I know what it is? Am I ready for it? Do I want it, or would I rather wait.
I love airplane delays. Great things have happened everytime I was delayed. The first time it happened was last summer, at San Fran. I’d just met this Canadian girl from Medicine Hat. She was absolutely amazing, and reminded me so much of my ex. We were in the same terminal for an addition half hr due to the incompetency of Delta. We were happy.
hey this is one real weird site i dunno wat this is bout but its cool
i think im running outta ideas
shawn johnson is my girl
nastia liukin is cool
uhhh america rocks.
Delay delay delay. It’s all she ever did. Of course, it was with good reason. She would be watching Oprah, and I’d want a sammich. “In a minute,” she would say, every time that I asked her. It was always a minute, just add the delay. We started calling that minute mom time, because it just never ended. Always delayed.
delaying is the name of the game, man. It’s the thing I do best. I’ll do pretty much anything to put off doing homework, housework, required reading, whatever is important. It’s ridiculous because if it weren’t a homework assignment I’d probably do it no problem, but because it’s required I’ll procrastinate.
That’s why I’m here instead of reading chapters 1-2 of “Media Literacy”
This is going to be really delayed you know man. Delayed, like the laid, the lucky bastards, or sorry bastards. Those which spend their time chasing after a few little girls only to get a few deseises, and no good memories.
I only have 10 seconds lef