I’ve heard a lot about WordPress’ power, and I thought I’d try it out for a change. Yes, you know me and my litany of blogs scattered across the WWW. Though it’d take you a while to find any of the two or three that are currently still active, seeing as I’ve done a great job at obscuring my online presence.
When I’m at a loss for words, I turn to Shakespeare. He da man, really. He has written enough for one to find a quote to suit any occasion, and this time around I turn to Twelfth Night to elucidate my current state of mind:
“Love make [her] heart of flint that you shall love; And let your fervour, like my master’s, be Plac’d in contempt!“
I forget which Act or Scene (Act I, Scene v? I’m clutching wildly at straws here), but I’m sure you get my point.
And with this, I’m off to take a shower because I have a dinner tonight and only have an hour to look good. Oh no.
