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About Me

Name:

Out of the night that covers me,
black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance,
my head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
looms but the horror of the shade,
and yet the menace of the years
finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
how charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

Drifter: Friday, November 03, 2006

The face that stops traffic

... on a regular basis - I dare add.

warm...
Ileana stops traffic - warm

warmer...
Ileana stops traffic - warmer

disco!
Ileana stops traffic - disco

Disclaimer: Before anybody starts pointing out, I'm gonna do it myself.
I hereby declare that I shot this picture in shitty light using a shitty camera. The only thing that surpasses my camera and the illumination in its shittiness is my absolutely shitty sense of comic timing.
If anything in these pictures looks even remotely good, I am not - repeat, NOT - responsible for it, and any sign of wit in this post is purely an accident.