Waiting for a Msg

From Omnictionary

"Who wants to go first?" exclaimed Sam, the tired 19-year-old who had been sitting at his computer all night. The second hand on his watch slowly inched by, like a time machine in an old episode of Star Trek. He looked at the watch, and yawned. He watched the screen and waited. He waited for her to respond. As he waited, he wondered about girls who wore eye patches.

The girl he was waiting on was named Katherine. Interestingly, there were an abundance of Katherines in Sam's life. But he had never met this particular Katherine, not in person. He had only seen her on YouTube and Stickam and occasionally Myspace.

The monitor lit up as the screen saver activated, and Sam passed out. He fell onto the keyboard, smooshing the small dot on the keyboard's letter "F" deep into his left cheek. He would later believe that the small dot on his cheek came from a poison dart. Sam had a very long history with poison darts, making the sudden thought that a poison dart had punctured his cheek relatively normal.