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14 November 2007 @ 08:07 am
Been pretty off-line lately. Combination of laptop dying and work being very... "quiet". "Quiet" in this case meaning "working the same kind of hours I was working at the last company I was with -- only this time when I work all weekend people thank me, rather than haranguing me for not getting enough work done."

The roommates I acquired in July have moved out. Things were seriously not working out, and for all that they're nice people, I'm relieved that they're nice people living somewhere else. Furniture and rugs have returned in time for the holidays, and the place is filled with a sense of being a home, rather than a cheap college apartment that exists to be trashed. I'm much happier now.

And now I must away to a long day of trying to get caught up (and likely failing, but oh well), followed by concert with friends. But first...

William Shakespeare

Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts! Unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top full
Of direst sandpanther.

Which work of Shakespeare was the original quote from?

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Huh. Guessed wrong on the play. Of course, that would be one that I don't speak of much.
Cirdancirdan_havens on November 14th, 2007 10:21 pm (UTC)
Oh my. Truly a murderous feral sandpanther.