when our falsehoods are divided

I'm actually feeling quite pretty at the moment. My legs are firm-ish, my stomach is flat, my skin is less disastrous than usual, and although I'd still much prefer being a dark brunette again, I've discovered that I hate my natural hair colour far less than I thought. It's that time of the month, so my boobs are looking quite respectable, even if they do feel like someone's been tenderising them with a meat mallet while I'm asleep. And every time I suspect that my eyes are too close together, I remind myself that it could be worse: I could be Lleyton Hewitt. And he married a soap star 0.0035 seconds after meeting her, so there's hope for us mere mortals yet.

I spent yesterday morning (don't laugh) at university reading academic commentary on The Tempest, even though I had to use my friend's library card to borrow books because hey, apparently graduation means you're not meant to be taking books out of the uni library any more. WHO'D HAVE THUNKIT.

Anyway, I have this enormous keenness for poems inspired by that play, and yesterday I fell in utter love with W.H. Auden's The Sea and the Mirror which is a commentary on Tempest IN POEM FORM, I'm not even kidding, it's like beautiful meta-infused fanfic BY AUDEN, and every character's POV is a different poetical form, like a villanelle or a sestina. I tried to order my own copy from the Co-op but even I will not pay $28 for a single poem, no matter how awesome. And it's too long to type up in its entirety from the library copy. The hunt is on, universe. I am going to own a hard copy of this poem if it kills me.

I did type up some bits of it, though, in order to impart to you its awesomeness:

( W.H. Auden -- The Sea and the Mirror )

the sound of your laugh through the wall

I was reminded by oxoniensis's post that I totally forgot to commemorate my LJ's 5th birthday in December! I can't decide whether this anniversary is impressive, or simply indicative of the fact that I should get out of the house more often.

Instead of treating you all to a detailed retrospective of my years as a squealy teenage anime fan and a fledgling writer of sappy slash fanfic, my RP career (I started off by playing Persephone in a crack Matrix RP and moved through various Discworldian characters before reaching Milliways) and the growth of my flist from people I went to school with to people scattered across the globe...let's have some music. Retrospectives sound like too much effort, and also...embarrassing. (I was a really squealy teenage anime fan.)

( My top ten songs of 2007 )

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Small icon overhaul! I am now perfectly at peace with having 44 icons instead of 118, which I think is a valuable positive step considering the fact that as of the 18th I will only have...um...however many you have when your paid account runs out. Which I expect is quite a small number. Anyway, I now have a SOKKA/TOPH icon, so it is physically impossible for me to be in a bad mood.