Zzz Quotes

On the other hand, when they get all sweet because they want it, that's called PEAK. PEAK is Pre-Ejaculation Ass Kissing. It’s during PEAK that we have the most power. Take advantage of PEAK! PEAK makes men do cRaZZzY things! Just like PMS makes us do crazy shit. Hormones are a bitch. “The Talk” is basically your first round of PEAK with this man. You can get a lot of what you want during PEAK, so don’t be afraid to tell a man what you want or expect. He’s either going to say yes or no. If he denies you what you want, then

Read those old Greek writers and they go on and on for pages about every shield or piece of armor Hephaestus made, describing every color and decoration, what size grommets he used, how many nails and zzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Sorry. I fell asleep just thinking about it.

All narrative begins for me as listening. When I read, I listen. When I write, I listen—for silence, inflection, rhythm, rest. Then comes the image, the picture of the thing that I have to invent: the headless bride in her wedding dress; the forest clearing. There is performance, too: “zzz went the saw,” accompanied by gesture. And cadence: “Old man Simon Gillicutty, caaatch me.” I need to use everything—sound, image, performance—to get at the full meaning of the story

Megadeath: a unit of measure equal to one million human casualites

Coffee is my shepherd; I shall not doze. It maketh me to wake in green pastures. It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses. It restoreth my brain, It leadeth in the paths of consciousness for it’s name sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of seep, I shall fear no artificial sweetener for thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me. Thou preparest a carafe for me in the presence of my ZZZ’s, Thou anointest my day with sunlight; My cup runneth over. Surely richness and flavor shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of Cappusccino forever… Let us sip… or, whatever

rhythms of night ░ ▒ ▓ commingling commingling commingling commingling↺commingling­↻commingling ↺comming↻ cuddling cuddling cuddling cuddlin­g↶ cuddling↷ cuddling z~z~z

Danny woke up the next day feeling a little off. Not bad, exactly, not unsettled the way he had been the previous morning on the bus, just . . . off. He went down to breakfast and found his mother snoring into her coffee. Danny’s dad was away on a business trip, and Danny’s mother did not do mornings well. Toast. Toast seemed like a good idea. He slid some bread into the toaster. “Zzz . . . zz . . .

I was carrying an old-style pack with a metal frame. I could hear a zzz, zzz sound, like a bee. I looked around but couldn’t see anything. I was trying to dodge the bee, then I realized there was no bee, it was electricity. The sound was electricity zipping along my backpack frame.

Danny woke up the next day feeling a little off. Not bad, exactly, not unsettled the way he had been the previous morning on the bus, just . . . off. He went down to breakfast and found his mother snoring into her coffee. Danny’s dad was away on a business trip, and Danny’s mother did not do mornings well. Toast. Toast seemed like a good idea. He slid some bread into the toaster. “Zzz . . . zz . . . ” It was taking forever for the toast to pop up.