2008-06-02T11:32:20Z http://ficlets.com/feeds/author/swordman <p>I want to punch my neighbor in the face.</p> <p>It’s 12:15am and I’m trying to get to sleep. Normally I have no problem falling asleep. I lay there for a few minutes with my eyes closed. By the time I roll onto my side and tuck my arm above my head, I am out within minutes.</p> <p>Not tonight.</p> <p>I was well on my way. Then my neighbor decided this moment was a perfect time to start building his wall mounted bookshelf. When I say wall mounted, I mean the wall that my bedroom shares with his. This is the wall that my bed is up against.</p> <p>The hammering is what brought me out of my state of near sleep. Just two quick tap-tap-tap-BANG-BANG-BANGs. If that continued I certainly would have done my own BANG -BANG-BANG on the wall to tell them knock that shit off.</p> <p>However, the rest of his construction was much more subtle, but no less distracting. Apparently this bookshelf is made up of aluminum tubes. As he moved those around it sounded like some demented junkyard wind chime.</p> <p>I want to punch my neighbor in the face.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/29799 2008-05-08T16:47:37Z 2008-06-02T11:32:20Z JeremyJ http://ficlets.com/authors/swordman <p>This wasn’t just cold. This wasn’t bitter, or even biting cold. This cold was arresting. He ceased being aware of his hands and feet an hour ago. Or at least what seemed like an hour.</p> <p>Was the loneliness and hunger so bad that he had to leave the cave? He had been arguing with himself for several days about what to do. Certainly he couldn’t have stayed there, without any food his chances of making it out dwindled with each day that passed. But did he really just have to jump up like he did and run out of the cave? Oh hey, the storm looks fun; let’s go check that out! Now the thesaurus entry for stupid was running through his head.</p> <p>He wished Didier were here. Not because he wanted the company, but because that bastard deserved to suffer as much as he was at that very moment. The thought made him smile. The images of a Didier popsicle made him almost forget his own misery.</p> <p>He didn’t realize that he had stopped walking.</p> <p>He didn’t even think it was that cold anymore.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/29765 2008-05-08T06:13:19Z 2008-06-06T14:45:34Z JeremyJ http://ficlets.com/authors/swordman