[01.19.04] O sweetest Melancholy!
[12.13.03] A dark contest of waves and winde;
A meer tempestuous debate.
[12.03.03] O Poesy! for thee I hold my pen
[11.05.03] My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast...
[10.11.03] The scholar and the world! The endless strife,
The discord in the harmonies of life!
[10.11.03] Let me not to the marriage of true minds...
[09.29.03] Too weak, for all her heart's endeavour,
To set its struggling passion free
[08.25.03] "I have nothing to declare except my genius."
[08.23.03] "Either that wallpaper goes, or I do."
[08.21.03] Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme
To take into the air my quiet breath
[05.05.03] The most insipid and meaningless drivel...
[05.05.03] Un chant mystérieux tombe des astres d'or.
[03.18.03] There is poetry in despair,
And we sang with unrivaled beauty,
Bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence.
[03.08.03] Totus mundus agit histrionem
[03.01.03] 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
[02.27.03] My heart is as some famine-murdered land
Whence all good things have perished utterly
[02.23.03] Morituri te salutamus
[02.20.03] I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.
[02.03.03] Because I could not stop for Death—He kindly stopped...
[01.31.03] Read this the tale of my despair...
[07.05.02] Hic astabo tantisper cum hac forma et factus frusta?
[03.05.02] The squalor of the soul
[03.03.02] Resplendence
[03.02.02] Mortality

[03.15.03] Drivel of the Day | March 15, 2003
[02.21.03] Answers to the Common Knowledge Quiz
[02.21.03] Come one, come all!
Test your mental mettle: Common Knowledge Quiz
[02.17.03] Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo
[02.16.03] The Conflagration of the Fripperies | Chapter the Third
[02.15.03] Shop! in the Name of Love...
[02.10.03] I leant upon a coppice gate
When Frost was spectre-grey,
And Winter's dregs made desolate
The weakening eye of day.
[02.10.03] I live in Possibility—
A fairer House than Prose...
[01.19.03] Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget...
[12.20.02] Of Love and Other Demons
[12.19.02] Vitanda est improba siren desidia
[12.16.02] Où nagent dans la nuit l'horreur et le blasphème
[10.23.02] Down With The CPP
[10.15.02] The Conflagration | Chapter the Second
[10.11.02] The Conflagration Chapter the First: Revised
[08.12.02] Varium et mutabile semper femina
[07.07.02] Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit
[07.04.02] Bibamus, moriendum est
[07.02.02] He's alive! Aliiiiiiiive!
[05.04.02] For love is a many-splendored thing...
[05.03.02] This is only a test...
[04.27.02] Caution: Wet Paint
[04.27.02] Everything you never wanted to know about me...
[04.26.02] Soirées and sadness
[04.23.02] Mustn't... go... home!
[04.22.02] My raging addiction
[04.21.02] The Life of Eric Jeffus: Apr. 18-21, 2002
[04.21.02] The shocking truth about dogs
[04.18.02] Operation: Apathy
[04.18.02] Need sleep, precious, precious sleep...
[04.18.02] The Black Sabbath
[04.15.02] God has no religion.
[04.15.02] Rituale Romanum
[04.14.02] Purgatory
[04.13.02] Self-defense (literally)
[04.12.02] Rumours of my death...
[04.12.02] On Counterculture.
[04.12.02] I am a Converse convert
[04.12.02] The Monster Stress Hath Begotten
[03.05.02] The crows will kill us all...
[03.03.02] Visions
[03.01.02] What happens to a dream deferred?

Operation: Apathy [04.18.02]

Good morning, all! I have now stayed up all night, and shall be getting ready (as well as ironing my dress clothes) soon.