fancy Quintessensual Fancy is attracted by being you and speaking from and of your heart. 991221 ... Tess somewhere in the future (after the world has ended), say in '15 or '20, i will be in New York City, in whatever part of town is the vibrant and artful one, i will be having coffee with a friend, and my eyes will inevitably wander toward two women (around my age, although it will be hard to tell) talking vibrantly, at the next table. they will be sarcastically and pleasantly kidding one another, and i will be distracted by them, tune into their conversation. the woman nearest me will be reading some poetry from a notebook, describing motions and other histrionics that go along with the words. the other woman will be mostly laughing, nodding and raising her eyebrows. it will be obvious to me that these two women are very close. then, my eyes will glide to the closer woman's facial expressions, and graze down to the nape of her neck, where there will appear to be a small tattoo, and i will barely make out a faded squiggly rainbow. i will talk a bit with my friend, and discretely try to get him to notice the woman too. i will fall silent, sip my coffee. i will stare at the woman. to my friend's surprise (for it is out of my character), i will get out of my chair and approach the woman. i will say that i couldn't help noticing her tattoo, and she will say that it is very old, that it needs a touch-up, but thank-you. i will almost turn around and go back to my chair, but will be too sure of myself at that moment to do anything else but say, "i think i know you." who knows what happens next...i think Tess goes to see a one-woman show in the artiest part of town. 000113 ... ... new york is slightly over used... why not chicago? 000113 ... Tess somewhere in the future (after the world has ended), say in '15 or '20, in the part of a big city that is vibrant and artful, i will be having coffee with a friend, and my eyes will inevitably wander toward two women (around my age, although it will be hard to tell) talking vibrantly, at the next table. they will be sarcastically and pleasantly kidding one another, and i will be distracted by them, tune into their conversation. the woman nearest me will be reading some poetry from a notebook, describing motions and other histrionics that go along with the words. the other woman will be mostly laughing, nodding and raising her eyebrows. it will be obvious to me that these two women are very close. then, my eyes will glide to the closer woman's facial expressions, and graze down to the nape of her neck, where there will appear to be a small tattoo, and i will barely make out a faded squiggly rainbow. i will talk a bit with my friend, and discretely try to get him to notice the woman too. i will fall silent, sip my coffee. i will stare at the woman. to my friend's surprise (for it is out of my character), i will get out of my chair and approach the woman. i will say that i couldn't help noticing her tattoo, and she will say that it is very old, that it needs a touch-up, but thank-you. i will almost turn around and go back to my chair, but will be too sure of myself at that moment to do anything else but say, "i think i know you." 000113 ... lotusflower fancy schmancy is when you are at a restaurant and the butter for your dinner rolls are cut into little bitty flower shapes. 000214 ... TeriiK fancy is Tess' ability to tell a great short story. 021114 ... blue star here's yer one chayance fancy don' let me dayown, here's yer one chance fancy don' let me dayown! Cuz fancy was-a mah nayme! Come on, don't tell me you've never heard Reba McEntire? 021114 ... god NOT fancy 030622 ... Marjorie myself a pirate princess 030717 ... ferret fancy thinking you could inconspicously link something! 030717 ... Syrope i dunno...you can get butter_florets premade out of a box. 080602 ... copyright 2012 City Paper Zeke's Coffee 110710 ... farewell cadence it is half past '15 & two quarters to '20. And I've waited for you in the big city. The skyline looks beautiful tonight, but its light hides the stars. 180804 what's it to you? who go blather from