trolls, spats and other assorted miscellanea

so many questions! crikey... you'd think that I was secretly INTERESTING or something below this vague and elusive exterior. despite what my last post may have led you to believe, i don't have all that many important secrets up my sleeves. gross abuse of proverbs and aesopian advice: don't live too far in the future or the past, cuz you can't decide what bridges should be crossed or burned until you get to them... or perhaps choose some less dramatic middle ground, hanging with the trolls underneath for a bit? we'll see.

as for my english cravings... i've turned to the desperate resource of reading david copperfield. that's 745 pages of being just about as english as you can get. does anyone else wish that spats were still cool? should we wear them anyway? oo and muffs and toppers! huzzah! should i turn my blog into a serial story? don't tempt me...

you sure know how to make a girl feel loved, y'all.