Meme time!

Because I did it for alina_s :

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

And yeah, yeah, an actual life update, you know, soon...

Addendum, swiped from disc_sophist :

I am, of course, none other than blank verse. I don't know where I'm going, yes, quite right; And when I get there (if I ever do) I might not recognise it. So? Your point? Why should I have a destination set? I'm relatively happy as I am, And wouldn't want to be forever aimed Towards some future path or special goal. It's not to do with laziness, as such. It's just that one the whole I'd rather not Be bothered - so I drift contentedly; An underrated way of life, I find. What Poetry Form Are You?

It is remotely possible I have been home alone too long.

tazira 's post on orgy etiquette and researching Neoplatonism, Imblichus of Chalcedon and Eastern Orthodox theology are the milk and Pepsi of the mental world.

Right then.