May. 23rd, 2005

bardic_lady: (wtf)
And, as usual, it's all my fault.

My aunt called and complained to my father that I always blow her off, because I didn't call her yesterday when she said she was going to call me. Which I said. And my mother said "But it's always such a struggle to get you to return phone calls". SHE SAID SHE WAS GOING TO CALL. Ugh.

Is it August yet?
bardic_lady: (milliways)
Chiropractor is good.

Spent most of today copying then cutting and pasting my Midsummer script.

Now curled up for a good RP. Anyone needs me, I'll be in the Bar.

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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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