July 11th, 2003

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Three thoughts for a Friday morning

I got no good sleep last night. I vividly dreamt of Pirates and Poets and embroidered shirts and babies and spam salesmen.
Dear self,

Please don't sleep with the nicotine patch on.

Thank you,
me.

*yawn*

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Via Telephone, not long ago:
Marry, if you would put me to verses or to dance for your sake, Ldy, why you undid me: for the one, I have neither words nor measure, and for the other, I have no strength in measure, yet a reasonable measure in strength. If I could win a lady at leap-frog, or by vaulting into my saddle with my armour on my back, under the correction of bragging be it spoken. I should quickly leap into a wife. Or if I might buffet for my love, or bound my horse for her favours, I could lay on like a butcher and sit like a jack-an-apes, never off. But, before God, Ldy, I cannot look greenly nor gasp out my eloquence, nor I have no cunning in protestation; only downright oaths, which I never use till urged, nor never break for urging. If thou canst love a fellow of this temper, Ldy, whose face is not worth sun-burning, that never looks in his glass for love of any thing he sees there, let thine eye be thy cook. I speak to thee plain soldier: If thou canst love me for this, take me: if not, to say to thee that I shall die, is true; but for thy love, by the Lord, no; yet I love thee too. And while thou livest, dear Ldy, take a fellow of plain and uncoined constancy; for he perforce must do thee right, because he hath not the gift to woo in other places: for these fellows of infinite tongue, that can rhyme themselves into ladies' favours, they do always reason themselves out again. What! a speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a ballad. A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a black beard will turn white; a curled pate will grow bald; a fair face will wither; a full eye will wax hollow: but a good heart, Ldy, is the sun and the moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon; for it shines bright and never changes, but keeps his course truly. If thou would have such a one, take me; and take me, take a soldier; take a soldier, take a king. And what sayest thou then to my love? Speak, my fair, and fairly, I pray thee.

Generally, I don't accept calls from Histories before 10am, but I made an exception in this case.

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Who the hell is this woman, and why is she stalking me?!!

she frightens me!
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I thought I'd lost the Office Admin's umbrella-- turns out the ballet store had it!

And I just found a $20 bill lying on the ground!

Hm. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but aren't wonderful surprises supposed come in threes?

I'd gotten a text message via email that stated "I am embracing you right this moment. Can you feel me?"

Wow. Hooray for happy Fridays :)