meme/poll

sorry, no batman

click, don't think

with
6(60.0%)
without
4(40.0%)


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Vaguely Appropriate?
This is the latest addition to our board of poetry, and one of many attempts to stave off finishing the three papers that I NEEED to write. I memorized it in eighth grade and it's never really left:

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd
From wandering on a foreign strand!
If such there breathe, go, mark him well,
For him no minstrel raptures swell;
High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;
Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust, from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung.

Canto Six, "Lay of the Last Minstrel" Sir Walter Scott
Re: Vaguely Appropriate?
more than vaguely, i'd say

(iamgoingtowritenowyesiamnoreally)

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There is, possibly, something wrong with him (*No duh*, says the sarcastic Rodney that seems to have set itself up in John's head), something beyond the obvious help-I've-been-inexplicably-catapulted-a-year-into-my-past shtick. Although that's probably connected somehow.

But he woke up this morning and wanted to cry and that makes no sense--everyone's still alive (except the Athosian dude who died the first time too), everyone seems to like him (except Sumner, but he'd expected that; it's almost comforting), they actually have an itty-bitty bit of power left in the ZPM (enough for 5 whole minute of shield!), and the Wraith have no idea that earth (or Atlantis) exists; all things are well and all manner of things are well, and he really shouldn't feel this way.

He should probably go to Heightmeyer about it, but he'd really rather shoot himself in the foot. Which is probably a symptom of something, but he doesn't care.