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Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
About Me
- Piers
- West Tennessee, United States
- "I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
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August
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- Adventures in parenting, vol. 4
- It looks like it's going to happen
- Chalkboard Paint
- Number 1749
- *slice slice sew sew*
- One more to go before we can actually get to the g...
- In which Piers makes sure he counts correctly.
- Big Day for the Little Baby
- Brutus
- Retreat Retreat Retreat
- "I gave my heart to know wisdom, and to know madne...
- Six months old
- slip sliiiidin' awwaaayyyeeee
- K
- "Tenure Mistake"?????
- Today's moment of WTF
- Adventures in parenting, vol. 3
- Things that are awesome, Vol. 16
- *angel chorus*
- Adding to my scar collection
- Adventures in parenting, vol. 2
- A Sunday.
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