Oh, boy. And I thought I was doing alright...I took the realage test on www.realage.com and found out my real age is 48. ugh. It was rather depressing.
What am I doing wrong? Not eating enough fruits and vegetables. Not taking vitamins. Driving too much with a cell phone. Only flossing 3 times per week. Not exercising enough. No strength training.
Don't take this test if you're not perfect! It will ruin your day.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
A Poison Tree
by William Blake
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,--
And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
I was betrayed by a false friend. Each day I remember further her steely, evil words that I once found so, influential and thought true. She ensnared me and took my secrets, my inner thoughts and used them against me. May she rot in hell.
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,--
And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
I was betrayed by a false friend. Each day I remember further her steely, evil words that I once found so, influential and thought true. She ensnared me and took my secrets, my inner thoughts and used them against me. May she rot in hell.
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