strikinghelix

oh what oceans of sorrow i have! please help me, love me, define me!
wretched
sniveling
maggot
pathetically mewling for placation,
a stroke from one who is both master & slave
but what you really like is to suffer
to cut your feet on the razor's edge between enlightenment and ignorance
you've been fucked by life
and now you are gravid, ready to bear fruit that is as beautiful as it is terrible
birth is always painful

oh arent i scary

well now what can i say. im so tired of grad school. i really want to leave athens. but my job is still pretty cool, i must admit. people keep flaking on me about teaching me how to use the fire staff over there better. i have some familiarity with staves, but only in a martial sense of course--not all techniques i know are easily performed when the ends are on fire--anything where you grip it at one end, for instance. this is a completely different approach to using a staff, which is starting to compete in my mind with the broadsword as my fav weapon. hey i think ill go start a thread about weapons!