Jan. 23rd, 2005

bardic_lady: (hugh)
Mmmm...warm and snuggly. Perfect evening with friends. I want to keep it and snuggle it.

*warm, fuzzy glow*

Also, Friends and Family must be obtained immediately, I need screencaps, and I need this movie. Because, gay hitmen? Are FANTASTIC.

So, love and warmth and gayness...Why can't it stay like this?
bardic_lady: (winter reading)
I'm up, I'm awake, I should probably eat, but whatever. I have THINGS TO DO.

Must:
Write program notes for UPS Stage M!, despite the fact that the show isn't for another two months, 'cause I said I would do it over Winter Break so as not to be "over stressed".
Work on the valentine quote list for UPS Stage M!
Read Utopia, book 1
Finish Diary of Samuel Pepys excerpt, possibly reread Way of the World
Read a Shakespeare play. Maybe Henry VIII?
Email those in charge of Student Theatre Productions in search of funding for Songs for a New World
Watch Boston Legal.
bardic_lady: (gutter/stars)
RIP, Johnny Carson. A very special person.


[livejournal.com profile] melomena, d'you want to go to Safeway/Metro/Queen Anne?
bardic_lady: (leo says_copperbadge)
Way to go me!

So, I got home from watching Boston Legal and settled in to work and chat. I changed out of the top I wore today and into slouch-around-my-room clothes. About a half an hour in, I realized that I needed a book from the library. Which is usually open until 2am on Sunday nights. Except right now it's only open until midnight. So, I made a mad dash for the library. Stopped and grabbed a jacket on the way out. Which was a very good thing. Because my slouch clothes? Involve a very sheer tank top. Which I just went outside in. Oops. So much for modesty.

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I Cannot Hide What I Am

I must be sad when I have cause and smile
at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait
for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and
tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and
claw no man in his humour...
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in
his grace, and it better fits my blood to be
disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob
love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to
be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied
but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I
have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my
mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do
my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and
seek not to alter me.

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