There are far sexier pictures to get thou. I think I should have been more cunning and less honest.

I think I was confused by the socks.


Harmony. It's inner peace for you, or at least
trying to find it. The shell you live your life
in is akin to monks of old. You'd be more
comfortable if things were less stressed and
made a little more sense, so you try to get
just that. You survive the end by not letting
it happen. You didn't stop it, but you
supported those who did. I'm glad you took a
break from meditation to take the quiz...


How would you survive the end of the world?
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Monday

Work is busy
And rather loud.
The weekend was fun -
Goth-rock, big crowd;
Poetry and dancing -
With someone!
Today my brain is full with
Shakespeare
How I wish other delicate souls
Were here...

Now, if only I could find new peoples live-journals... but one always forgets to ask such things... and idea sea_cucumber?

Perhaps I was high on the charm and the drink?
But I work by London Bridge, so I wonder if it even could be?

Shakespears - Sonnet 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breats are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks,
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistess reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound.
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

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Did I mention I have gothic-esque fetish boots?
:-P

I certainly was NOT going to be peanut butter!

I was two. I dislike peanut butter, so am only posting sugar.
Am now worried because if I post too much no-one will like :-(
But they will again, as soon as they want tea...

I am sweet, like Sugar. I am all sweetness and light; fluffy bunnies and dancing fairies; happiness and joy. Too much of me will make you sick. What Flavour Are You?

Just a sec... bunnies... I am EVIL!!!
Hoppy legs and twitchy noses...
Bunnines, BUNNIES! It must be Bunnies!