I finally caved and made a site here. I'm such a sell-out. *weep*
So... if I were an agnostic dyslexic insomniac, would I lay awake at night wondering if there was a Dog...?
If there were no inside, would I still want to go outside...?
Idle hours spent pondering the 'is' in existence... the 'id' in idiot... the 'lush' in lucious...
About me, around me... its all useless anyhow, hmm? Just a means to an end...
Or so some cynics say. I am, occasionally, one of them. It depends on my mood.
And what did YOU learn from the Principia?!
NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE. EVERYTHING IS PERMISSIBLE.
On a slightly related note, and having absolutely nothing to do with anything else, I'm not just an Erisian fanatic on T.V., but I play one online, too. Achaea. the incrEdible Taraus Van Helsing, or Tart to her friends and familiars.
(is this vague enough, dear?)
