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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

loving & then losing...

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message 'He Is Dead',
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

~ W.H.Auden

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

facing up to Murphy's Law every once in a while!

"Whatever can go wrong will go wrong, and at the worst possible time, in the worst possible way."

Talk about Murphy's Law at its worst! Yesterday was awful! Everything that could go wrong, did! The only thing missing was rain. All I needed was to get soaked in the rain! Then it would have been perfect!

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