Looks like Bro has managed to wheedle an extension with the landlord… who knows how long it’ll last, but at least it’s something. I’m keeping my fingers crossed, but not my eyes.

I am the sonnet, never quickly thrilled;
Not prone to overstated gushing praise
Nor yet to seething rants and anger, filled
With overstretched opinions to rephrase;
But on the other hand, not fond of fools,
And thus, not fond of people, on the whole;
And holding to the sound and useful rules,
Not those that seek unjustified control.
I’m balanced, measured, sensible (at least,
I think I am, and usually I’m right);
And when more ostentatious types have ceased,
I’m still around, and doing, still, alright.
In short, I’m calm and rational and stable –
Or, well, I am, as much as I am able.

What Poetry Form Are You?

What Sort of Hat Are You? I am a Crash Helmet.I am a Crash Helmet.

I may appear to take risks, but they’re always carefully calculated to be not actually that risky. My primary concern is for my safety and comfort, and that of those around me; only when that’s taken care of do I go after fun. What Sort of Hat Are You?

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