Hey, Disney/Pixar....I like you :)

Saw this quote on Twitter today, and I really, really like it...I like like it. A lot. 

Okay, okay...here it is: 

Right:

Now:

Okay, Seriously:

"The future isn't about doing just one thing and doing it well. It's about the challenge of doing/knowing many things and constantly growing."

 

Those chaps are, like, really smart or something...

Anyway....NYC tomorrow! First time ever! Pretty excited. Maybe I'll do a super-lengthy "travelblogue" upon my return :D

Stay scrappy!

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Hold On.

Welp. 

Finally got dragged to see Bridesmaids tonight.

I'm glad.

I really liked it...I have no idea why I initially didn't want to see it at all. I mean I love Kristin Wiig.

I definitely must admit that I teared up several more times than I anticipated during the movie. Sometimes I feel a lot like Kristen Wiig's character. Obviously not THAT dramatic and crazy...but sometimes I feel like I am just letting life pass me by because certain things have been such huge disappointments. It's like I'll never have the courage to step out and take a risk. I guess I just need a Megan to come sit on my couch and then try to beat me up or something. Or something. I think that maybe if I see this in person....

 

....maybe then, things will change for the better.

Oh wait...but I am going to see this in person. So maybe things will change sooner rather than later.

That movie was seriously funny, though.

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Well it's got to be strong to touch my heart through it's shell...

And I'll wait for it to come.

I'll wait for it to come...

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The Mermaid.

I

Who would be
A mermaid fair,
Singing alone,
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne?

 

II

I would be a mermaid fair;
I would sing to myself the whole of the day;
With a comb of pearl I would comb my hair;
And still as I comb'd I would sing and say,
'Who is it loves me? who loves not me?'
I would comb my hair till my ringlets would fall
                Low adown, low adown,
From under my starry sea-bud crown
                Low adown and around,
And I should look like a fountain of gold
        Springing alone
        With a shrill inner sound
                Over the throne
        In the midst of the hall;
Till that great sea-snake under the sea
From his coiled sleeps in the central deeps
Would slowly trail himself sevenfold
Round the hall where I sate, and look in at the gate
With his large calm eyes for the love of me.
And all the mermen under the sea
Would feel their immortality
Die in their hearts for the love of me.

III

But at night I would wander away, away,
        I would fling on each side my low-flowing locks,
And lightly vault from the throne and play
     With the mermen in and out of the rocks;
We would run to and fro, and hide and seek,
     On the broad sea-wolds in the crimson shells,
Whose silvery spikes are nighest the sea.
But if any came near I would call and shriek,
And adown the steep like a wave I would leap
     From the diamond-ledges that jut from the dells;
For I would not be kiss'd by all who would list
Of the bold merry mermen under the sea.
They would sue me, and woo me, and flatter me,
In the purple twilights under the sea;
But the king of them all would carry me,
Woo me, and win me, and marry me,
In the branching jaspers under the sea.
Then all the dry-pied things that be
In the hueless mosses under the sea
Would curl round my silver feet silently,
All looking up for the love of me.
And if I should carol aloud, from aloft
All things that are forked, and horned, and soft
Would lean out from the hollow sphere of the sea,
All looking down for the love of me.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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The Kraken.

Below the thunders of the upper deep,

Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea, 

His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep

The Kraken sleepeth:  faintest sunlights flee

About his shadowy sides; above him swell

Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;

And far away into the sickly light,

From many a wondrous grot and secret cell

Unnumbered and enormous polypi

Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.

There hath he lain for ages, and will lie

Battening upon huge sea worms in his sleep,

Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;

Then once by man and angels to be seen,

In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus

I'd just like to give a little shout-out to Mr. Draco Malfoy.

Happy Birthday, man!

You may be cowardly and foolish, but at least you're not seriously evil in there!

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