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Dryden's comingggg, creeping through the night...

January 26th, 2006 (01:19 am)
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mood: Nary a clue
music: Was that Dryden?!?





You're Ulysses!

by James Joyce

Most people are convinced that you don't make any sense, but compared
to what else you could say, what you're saying now makes tons of sense. What people do
understand about you is your vulgarity, which has convinced people that you are at once
brilliant and repugnant. Meanwhile you are content to wander around aimlessly, taking in
the sights and sounds of the city. What you see is vast, almost limitless, and brings you
additional fame. When no one is looking, you dream of being a Greek folk hero.



Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.






You're a Hyena!

You have quite a sense of humor, though many others find it derisive
rather than appealing. You are perceived as being a coward, but actually have moments
of great bravery and have even stood up to those much larger than yourself. You like
hanging out in groups and are always making a lot of noise. Disney thinks you are an
idiot.



Take the Animal Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.



Especially amusing to me considering the whole Antonin-thing. <.< Aye.




You're Bosnia-Herzegovina!

You've just been through a big tragedy.  You weren't sure you were
going to make it at all.  Now that you have, there's a lot to pick back up in your
life, and not enough people are helping you.  You just wanted a little more freedom,
a chance to be away from those who thought poorly of you.  Now it's time to build up
some confidence, and it looks like you have a good chance at that.  But you'll need
a lot of therapy.



Take the Country Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid



Heh.


Bah. Wanted to get some Latin done... Don't know how much will happen before sleepies, mais ah well.

Dryden is going to bring the train of the silver Thames crashing down upon your head, oh snap. Just watch out. 'cause there are shephards waiting by the water. Oh dear, beware, be wary, start shaking in your boots. Fear, fear, fear!!!

Yeats: *will not be making another appearance for a while*

Robyn scared him into hiding. Or he went off to England with a certain someone, aherm.