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Second day with pink-eye. My mom will be here shorty to bring me into the doctor. This picture seems to be matching my mood and then some. Hopefully I'll be able to go out with friends tonight, if not Ill be pretty dissappointed. Going to go read a bit more of my book now though.




"Or whether doth my mind being crowned with you
Drink up the monarch's plague this flattery?
Or whether shall I say mine eye saith true,
And that your love taught it this alchemy?
To make of monsters, and things indigest,
Such cherubins as your sweet self resemble,
Creating every bad a perfect best
As fast as objects to his beams assemble:
O 'tis the first, 'tis flattery in my seeing,
And my great mind most kingly drinks it up,
Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'greeing,
And to his palate doth prepare the cup.
If it be poisoned, 'tis the lesser sin,
That mine eye loves it and doth first begin".

-William Shakespeare (Sonnet 114)