You sewed green sleeves to my orange shirt...

I'm definitely moving philosophical ramblings and writing rants and stuff over to

leetrynace, if you're interested.  Go friend it. I have to layout it and all.  Not ALL of it, obviously--random little things will stay here.  But the big stuff, the content-heavy posts... all that's going over there. Also any and all philosophical rambles.

I probably, hypothetically speaking, should be using Mini-Elphie. But I don't feel like it.  I think I may use that for fanfic type stuff, or smaller fanfic stuff.  Or... dunno. I need it for archival purposes, but mostly I'm abandoning that one.

I was very tempted to use, as my header/sub-header "Because God is dead."/"Life is shit, and then you die."  Seriously, I'm a displaced modernist. Instead, I stuck with Theseus' speech from Midsummer V i.  Uhm.

I meant to do something. Oh well.  Oh, I added to my links list--added an Orpheus. He sings. I will let you guess who that is.  *Drooooools over that voice*

...They're talking about the Joker.  And Ledger. *Curls up a little* I wantsa Jalen.

Okay. I have no idea anymore who looks like who, except that changing one of these would mean my whole world view shifting. ...Which isn't necessarily a bad thing.  My list, though, is: Adam Pascal, Noah Huntley, Heath Ledger, Viggo Mortensen (blond or brunette, either works for me!), Tim Howar (he's so CUUUTE!), young Colin Firth... hmm... mostly those. So yes.

...I REALLY need to sleep. I got about, oh, an hour and a half last night. But it'll come after rehearsal, physics, and my voice lesson.

Because God is dead, and life is shit, and then you die.

Come on. You know it's true.