busy busy busy day, as Tuesdays often are. Keep the open post thread going, and I'll get there as I can.
Meanwhile, this amused the hell out of me, all the more so for being quite true...
I am the sonnet, never quickly thrilled; Not prone to overstated gushing praise Nor yet to seething rants and anger, filled With overstretched opinions to rephrase; But on the other hand, not fond of fools, And thus, not fond of people, on the whole; And holding to the sound and useful rules, Not those that seek unjustified control. I'm balanced, measured, sensible (at least, I think I am, and usually I'm right); And when more ostentatious types have ceased, I'm still around, and doing, still, all right. In short, I'm calm and rational and stable - Or, well, I am, as much as I am able. | What Poetry Form Are You?
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Date: 2007-04-10 03:45 pm (UTC)I'm starting to get considerably worried about you. Everytime you post one of these tests, I take it and I get the same response as you do. Be afraid. Be very afraid. *VBG*
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Date: 2007-04-11 07:37 pm (UTC)Bonnie Ferguson