O happy living things ! no tongue
Their beauty might declare :
A spring of love gushed from my heart,
And I blessed them unaware :
Sure my kind saint took pity on me,
And I blessed them unaware.
The self-same moment I could pray ;
And from my neck so free
The Albatross fell off, and sank
Like lead into the sea.
Rime of the Ancient Mariner--Coleridge
Current Residence: that fork in the road
deviantWEAR sizing preference: XL thank you
Print preference: wall size
Favourite genre of music: mind-numbingly loud
Favourite photographer: Beth
Favourite style of art: fractal incorporations
Operating System: OS XI (hehe)
MP3 player of choice: iPod video (mine, my precious)
Shell of choice: walnut (makes great boat)
Wallpaper of choice: a red and gold paisley pattern
Skin of choice: aroused
Favourite cartoon character: George W. (still haven't found a better one)
Personal Quote: Imagination sets us free, to be just what we want to be.