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Lazy person's update
Sep. 23rd, 2005 02:22 pmTwo snurched things today - largely because I have a bunch of other stuff to get done and don't want to think. First, since I saw a post quoting Shakespeare, one is apparently demanded of me. I am only doing it because Perceval is feeling neglected.
"Alas, poor Yorick, I knew him."
Yorick lived under my bed in my early uni days, along with George and the rest of the skeleton. Yes, I had a two-headed skeleton under my bed, but it was missing a few bones. It had mould to make up for the missing bones. I wanted to keep it in the closet but I shared that with my kid sister and she refused outright. She may have announced that if she woke up screaming it would be my fault, but my memory is faulty at that point.
My mother thought I was pining for George/Yorick recently because someone asked me about them in her presence (and she couldn't sell Perceval - apparently the demand for real skulls in 1903 skull boxes is less than it used to be) so I now possess him. And he has been neglected recently. I guess it is "Alas, poor Perceval" rather than "Alas, poor Yorick," but Perceval is from Chretien de Troyes, not Shakespeare.
The truth of Perceval is that I asked for him when Mum couldn't sell him - I guess I *was* missing Yorick/George.
And several of you know all about this already because you have seen the box and asked and I have told you "It is my father's skull" and you have backed off cautiously. Kaaron Warren got all kinds of excited about him when she came over to use my dictionaries to find possible names for "The Grinding House". Perceval is the stuff of stories.
What else was I going to plague you with? Oh, yes, a quiz. This one was rather more accurate than most. If the shade were darker it would be one of my favourite colours, too.
"Alas, poor Yorick, I knew him."
Yorick lived under my bed in my early uni days, along with George and the rest of the skeleton. Yes, I had a two-headed skeleton under my bed, but it was missing a few bones. It had mould to make up for the missing bones. I wanted to keep it in the closet but I shared that with my kid sister and she refused outright. She may have announced that if she woke up screaming it would be my fault, but my memory is faulty at that point.
My mother thought I was pining for George/Yorick recently because someone asked me about them in her presence (and she couldn't sell Perceval - apparently the demand for real skulls in 1903 skull boxes is less than it used to be) so I now possess him. And he has been neglected recently. I guess it is "Alas, poor Perceval" rather than "Alas, poor Yorick," but Perceval is from Chretien de Troyes, not Shakespeare.
The truth of Perceval is that I asked for him when Mum couldn't sell him - I guess I *was* missing Yorick/George.
And several of you know all about this already because you have seen the box and asked and I have told you "It is my father's skull" and you have backed off cautiously. Kaaron Warren got all kinds of excited about him when she came over to use my dictionaries to find possible names for "The Grinding House". Perceval is the stuff of stories.
What else was I going to plague you with? Oh, yes, a quiz. This one was rather more accurate than most. If the shade were darker it would be one of my favourite colours, too.
#48D1CC |
Your dominant hues are green and blue. You're smart and you know it, and want to use your power to help people and relate to others. Even though you tend to battle with yourself, you solve other people's conflicts well. Your saturation level is medium - You're not the most decisive go-getter, but you can get a job done when it's required of you. You probably don't think the world can change for you and don't want to spend too much effort trying to force it. Your outlook on life is brighter than most people's. You like the idea of influencing things for the better and find hope in situations where others might give up. You're not exactly a bouncy sunshine but things in your world generally look up. |