"Yes, We Have No Bananas..."
Dec. 2nd, 2004 11:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
psalm_onethirtyoneMmmmkay! Soujin's day was quite fair to middling, as she got her two hours in on the treadmill, and has lots of pretty cards which she can send out as soon as she writes in them; and she hath begun some writing, in a procrastinating, unproductive kind of way.
But the highlight of her day?
BENVENUTO CELLINI GOT WHAT WAS COMING TO HIM.
He did one of his haha I rock bits and escaped from prison, only to fall and break his leg, then get set upon by dogs and bloodied up; and when he finally crawled, exhausted, onto someone's doorstep, that someone was one of his enemies. Now, Soujin's whole being is directed towards goodwill towards all men, but god-dammit, Benvenuto is impossible. It was, frankly, about time.
EDIT: I'm really sorry about that. ^^ I appear to have "lost it" suddenly, without much reason..
But the highlight of her day?
BENVENUTO CELLINI GOT WHAT WAS COMING TO HIM.
He did one of his haha I rock bits and escaped from prison, only to fall and break his leg, then get set upon by dogs and bloodied up; and when he finally crawled, exhausted, onto someone's doorstep, that someone was one of his enemies. Now, Soujin's whole being is directed towards goodwill towards all men, but god-dammit, Benvenuto is impossible. It was, frankly, about time.
EDIT: I'm really sorry about that. ^^ I appear to have "lost it" suddenly, without much reason..
