Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. —Henry Fielding

11 March 2005

I'll Wear Shades on Sunless Days

Shakespeare is beating me up from beyond the grave.
I got my rejection letter from Stanford yesterday. I guess I had even less a chance of getting in there. They accepted 2 students out of 40.

Why won't you laugh?

Why can't you laugh?

This kind of means that I will be doing some kind of Shakespeare this summer.
It also means I might attend a Shakespeare college instead of a PhD program.
Shakespeare hates me.

So I will walk without care / Beat my snare / Look like the man who means business
Go to all the poshest places / With their familiar faces / Terminate all kinds of weakness

All for the sake
All for the sake
Of a foolish love.