A 0.4536 kilogram of flesh

Aug 02, 2010 10:31


"In sooth, I know not why I am so sad;
It wearies me; you say it wearies you;

But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff 't is made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me
That I have much ado to know myself."Thanks, Will, that's just what I was trying to say ( Read more... )

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ergoipsofacto August 2 2010, 15:45:23 UTC
Aw, man, sorry to hear that. Hope things get better for you soon.

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cogitoergoilusi August 2 2010, 22:20:09 UTC
Thanks, but I haven't had my flesh cut out yet.

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