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like the shattering crystal of the poet cries:
"I the enigma undefined,
the error of my age;
the players and the play defamed
that tread a timeless stage.
Ay! both hero and the rake,
of tragedy and of comic parts;
the dirge at many a wake
and the wit that veins the farce."
Oscar Wilde
OK... the absolute last "I Am" post for a while... ( with the exception of I am either Rubeus Hagrid or Sirius Black, depending on the mood I'm in when I take that test.
)
 | I am Benoit Mandelbrot Holding a Chicken. I redefine tables of pepper with my jocular slices of casino. Elevated plastic toes infuse my intestinal dichotomies with limp inkwells. My forgotten compass is enscribed by master carrots. Which prawns require dough? The Utterly Surreal Test |
I am 55% British, just like
Hugh Grant
Thought you drive a British sports car you are most likely to have a blowout in LA.
Take the Brit Quiz at
www.darrenlondon.tripod.com/britquiz1.htm
Quiz written by Daz
XP. Shows how much they know. I am not Hugh Grant.
 | If I were a work of art, I would be Edgar Degas' Dance Class. I appear soft and gentle, but hide a core of rigid structure and discipline. I work hard and follow orders, because I am determined to succeed, but remain attached to displays of frivolity and maintaining my appearance. Which work of art would you be? The Art Test |
Link courtesy of Bird
::growlggrowlgrowl.:: *sigh* oh, well, it'll post eventually
::poundkickbashpokeprodpushticklepunchslambashbashbash::
::glares at blogger:: you are not going to go boingo now...
Bleh. You come live in the snow. I'll go live in vegas.
::blink::
*pokes Sam* you. answer question. as in "move zig".
::giggles at her players::
::grins at her players::
::laughs maniacally::
well, at lest my RA is smart enough... or we've trained her well enough... to realize when no one wants to listen to her and just hand out the paperwork and let us go...
::growl:: people marching up and down the hall, speaking about the most irrelevant things is not condusive to good writing, especially when I don't want to write. NnM, I think I shall steal that symbol and carve it into the sign out in front of the dorm. May the RHD look the other way as I drag a few bodies... er, garbage bags out to the dumpster later tonight...
*leaves a trail of marshmellows to the guillotine.....*
::blinks at her egypt homework:: don't wanna type a stupid reading summary. too weary to type a reading summary. *sigh*
today has turned into one of those days where one just wants to curl up with a cup of cocoa and a good book, fill the room with candles, and put a sledgehammer through ones neighbors.
(yes, that is just through ones neighbors.)
But, since I can't curl up with cocoa and a book, I'll curl up with cocoa, my computer, and a three-page reading summary. It's been a long day.
::giggles at the times on the last two posts..:: I am waaaay too easily amused.
*innocent look* hard to tell what's a hint and what's not... ::thinks about certain Robin Hood scenes...::
>.< I just love percussion recitals. Especially where I'm the one running sound, which means I sit all night and stare at severl recording devices to make sure that the performer doesn't:
a) blow the speakers out.
b) get so quiet that no one can hear him. Yes, those drums get quiet
so now that I'm bored out of my skull... again... I shall find something to do to avoid doing homework that isn't really due but should be.
::giggle:: alan rickman n.n
you have sanity points? I want sanity points!
Clawed: um... the dm doesn't get sanity points. the dm is what one becomes after they lose all their sanity points.
GM : You can be locked away, dear...