To quote a dead Italian
Nov. 13th, 2006 10:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gnommi
Midway this life we're bound upon,
I woke to find myself in a dark wood,
Where the right road was wholly lost and gone.
There's just no getting away from it any more. No mere dilemma in deciding which path to take: the choices, if choices there are, are lost in the fog.
How did I come to stray so far?
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Date: 2006-11-13 12:24 pm (UTC)Nowhere near as smelly as you might think. I'm afraid that, as there is a fiddle involved, DMs and dreads notwithstanding, dancing to the Levellers is on a par with Being Enamoured of Jethro Tull.
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Date: 2006-11-13 12:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-11-13 12:41 pm (UTC)*hides Clannad LPs from youth*
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Date: 2006-11-13 12:57 pm (UTC)And I wondered why I got bullied at school.
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:47 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-11-13 05:58 pm (UTC)I rest my case!
However, one of my best friends,
*giggle*
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Date: 2006-11-13 06:01 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-11-13 06:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-11-13 07:18 pm (UTC)