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I'm here @ DW now, p much--I only use LJ for kinkmemes and other depraved balderdash.

But mostly, I'm here in this hole of depravity and silliness.

 It seemed like an appropriate line from my favourite poem, Deborah Digges' Trapeze, since today's my birthday.  17 is a highly anticlimactic age, since it's stuck between 16, where one (supposedly, I'm still learning) can drive, and 18, where one is magically imbued with all the knowledge in the world and is somehow ready to be an "adult" (haha, ( Read more... )