I need to sneeze

Have the day off as dad is coughing up his lungs. Not the cheeriest of images, but hell, it's sixty degrees out so what do I care? (Okay, I do care. But still. A day off is a day off.)

Here are some quizzes (I got them from Meli.)


What Ayumi Hamasaki song are you?
Quiz by Mika Tsukino

I'm not sure what this series is but it looks cool.

You're Aoki Seiichirou!
You are one of a dying breed... a true gentleman (or gentlewoman, as the case may be). You tend to be a little disorganized and scatterbrained, but your heart is always in the right place. While you aren’t always the one who gets the most attention, you are sweet, dependable, and extremely loyal to your loved ones. Your family and friends are very important to you, and you will go to any length to protect them.
Which Dragon of Heaven are you?
Quiz by Kerianne

Take the
Which Poet are You? Quiz - brought to you out of boredom and pretention!

Robert Frost is cool, but Sylvia Plath is better. Especially Mad Girl's Love Song.

Mad Girl's Love Song
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

That's one of my favorite poems EVER. That and the one by e.e. cummings that I can't remember the title of that ends with, "there's a hell of a universe next door, let's go."

Pity this busy monster manunkind, not
Progress is a comfortable disease...
something something hypermagical ultraomnipotence
blah blah blah.

darkshade and The Huntress are going to NY today. Dur. I wish I could go down but I don't have the time/money right now. I need to soon, but mom was saying something about Easter and why don't we go to Nana's... Mickey fickey. I don't know.

I'm in the process of writing another installment of the RPfic. Just so ya know.

And xxcelebornxx is letting me borrow his horse! I'm just thrilled. Will go over there later... and bring a carton of orange juice for Celeborn, seeing how he's sick and all.

I need to sneeze

Have the day off as dad is coughing up his lungs. Not the cheeriest of images, but hell, it's sixty degrees out so what do I care? (Okay, I do care. But still. A day off is a day off.)

Here are some quizzes (I got them from Meli.)


What Ayumi Hamasaki song are you?
Quiz by Mika Tsukino

I'm not sure what this series is but it looks cool.

You're Aoki Seiichirou!
You are one of a dying breed... a true gentleman (or gentlewoman, as the case may be). You tend to be a little disorganized and scatterbrained, but your heart is always in the right place. While you aren’t always the one who gets the most attention, you are sweet, dependable, and extremely loyal to your loved ones. Your family and friends are very important to you, and you will go to any length to protect them.
Which Dragon of Heaven are you?
Quiz by Kerianne

Take the
Which Poet are You? Quiz - brought to you out of boredom and pretention!

Robert Frost is cool, but Sylvia Plath is better. Especially Mad Girl's Love Song.

Mad Girl's Love Song
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

That's one of my favorite poems EVER. That and the one by e.e. cummings that I can't remember the title of that ends with, "there's a hell of a universe next door, let's go."

Pity this busy monster manunkind, not
Progress is a comfortable disease...
something something hypermagical ultraomnipotence
blah blah blah.

darkshade and The Huntress are going to NY today. Dur. I wish I could go down but I don't have the time/money right now. I need to soon, but mom was saying something about Easter and why don't we go to Nana's... Mickey fickey. I don't know.

I'm in the process of writing another installment of the RPfic. Just so ya know.

And xxcelebornxx is letting me borrow his horse! I'm just thrilled. Will go over there later... and bring a carton of orange juice for Celeborn, seeing how he's sick and all.