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[nny]

Bad back.

Getting worse, which is funny because I began the day having to curl into a tiny tiny ball every five minutes or so to stop my back seizing up.

I have my review at work tomorrow. So obviously perfect day to have to take off work, today.

Cack it.

Please could you leave a link to your favourite poem or piece of art? And tell me why you like it, too. Or, y'know, anything else that'll make me smiley.

In case I get vertical enough to get on a computer again, later.

Comments

[blueeyedtigress.livejournal.com]

Ah!, the sweeting of the Leanan Sidhe, dear old WBY:
He wishes for the cloths of heaven (http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/597.html) I know you're familiar with this one, sweet Villainny! ;]
The Lake Isle of Innisfree (http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/309.html) The kind of home I'd love to build someday ...
When You Are Old (http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/436.html) Perspective and quiet pondering of life ...
The Song of Wandering Aengus (http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1.html) Rather like the Lay of Luthien ...
The Cat and the Moon (http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/577.html) The wonderful dance of Black Minnaloushe ...
Red Hanrahan's Song About Ireland (http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/79.html) The flame out of the eyes of Cathleen ...


And of course I can no longer read this one without substituting "Tadfield" for the fourth-to-last word:
The Second Coming (http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/289.html)