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As virtuous men pass mildly away, / And whisper to their souls to go, / Whilst some of their sad friends do say, / "Now his breath goes," and some say, "No." / So let us melt, and make no noise, / No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ; / 'Twere profanation of our joys / To tell the laity our love. / Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears ; / Men reckon what it did, and meant ; / But trepidation of the spheres, / Mad fucks to be gotten cheap / Dull sublunary lovers' love / —Whose soul is sense—cannot admit / Of absence, 'cause it doth remove / The thing which elemented it. / But we by a love so much refined, / That ourselves know not what it is, / Inter-assurèd of the mind, / Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss. / Our two souls therefore, which are one, / It's mad emo and I'm kinda sad / A breach, but an expansion, / Like gold to aery thinness beat. / If they be two, they are two so / As stiff twin compasses are two ; / Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show / To move, but doth, if th' other do. / And though it in the centre sit, / Yet, when the other far doth roam, / A constant lean and emo sad shit goes, / And grows erect, as that comes home. / Such wilt thou be to me, who must, / Like th' other foot, obliquely run ; / Fuck dude it all sucks and shit whatnot, / And makes me end where I begun.Following
shorterexcerpts replied to your link: The baby born in the bathroom of a Tim Hortons in Windsor, Ont., will receive Timbits for life.
What is a timbit?
It is ostensibly the middle of a doughnut, I guess, but not really. I mean, it’s just a little doughnut ball. I don’t think they actually come from doughnuts. How are doughnuts even made? I don’t know. They’re pretty good I guess, if you like that sort of thing.
shorterexcerpts replied to your post: contemplating buying a magnetic slimming toe ring
What is it supposed to slim?
I think your whole body? Haha, maybe just the toe it’s on? Who knows?! I decided against it, anyway. One must have limits.
shorterexcerpts replied to your post: wait, am I the only person in the world who absolutely abhorred Midnight in Paris?
I believe Natface also really openly loathed it.
Whoa, right you are! Do please read her very perfect review here, she articulates beautifully what I could not!
shorterexcerpts replied to your post: GO OILERS GO!
What? The Oilers changed their name to the Titans over a decade ago, after they moved from Houston to Nashville.
Think hockey, good man. THINK HOCKEY.
shorterexcerpts replied to your post: cheap hotel or your couch?!?
You know, you could aim a little higher and see if any Tumblr NYC folks are wealthy enough to have a guest bedroom and all.
HA HA HA. Do you know who I follow?! I follow writers, dude. Writers don’t have guest bedrooms. Some of them don’t even have their own bedrooms. It would seem they don’t even have couches given that I STILL HAVEN’T BEEN INVITED TO STAY ON ONE. Heartbreak!
shorterexcerpts replied to your link: First time ever: Four of Top 5 albums in U.S. are Canadian acts
But they’re all fucking terrible. The US has terrible taste in Canadian music.
This is very true! And yet all Canadian acts still seek validation from Americans to feel, like legitimate artists or something.
shorterexcerpts replied to your photo: I guess I’ve forgotten how to blog! I wrote all…
OK, as most of the menu appears very Italian…I’m curious: how was the tripe?
This was a concern of mine! But it was actually part of the sausage, so it just tasted…sausage-y.
shorterexcerpts replied to your audio post: Leonard Cohen, Hallelujah Canada’s greatest…
Well, other than Mssrs. Lifeson, Lee, and Peart and a little band called Rush.
Shhhh…don’t tell SOM, but I don’t like Rush. Could probably only identify one Rush song. I’d say his only real competition is one Mr. Young.
