The real question here is, of course, the degree of vengance

that one would administer after being stabbed in the face.
Of course, not many of us can say that we have been stabbed in the face and survived to exact vengance, but, say you did, what's the limit? There's always a limit. Would you stab them in the face in retaliation? Or would you be honour bound to go to greater lengths, since they started it? What if you deserved a good stab in the face?
These are all one hundred percent valid, hypothetical questions that you may one day value. So please, do not disregard them as meer folly.

In other news, today was, shall we say, interesting. I had to effectually babysit my dad's friend's daughters (Andrew. You may have heard of him - one that plays AFL, and suffered a tooth-related AFL injury, poor thing) Tay and Jassie.. *twitch* such energy, such chatter. And I hoped to write my essay today.
Hah! Good one, Meghan.
Yep. I look so piratically one in my tricorn hat and trenchcoat, go me! Yeah, got hat compliments, because my hat is so damn cool. Guh, small children are exhausting.

My poor Bonnie had another loss-of-direction bouts again, but 'twasn't a bad one. *huggles her* poor Puppy.

Watched the rest of From Dusk Till Dawn, hahah, I liked it. Seth was cool. The brother was deeply disturbing, but Seth's reaction to.. yes. Was amusing. And the vamp-ness of the movie was hillarious. Hillarious. I think I've already said why, but I don't know. Clooney is now on the cool list, *nods*

::reaches blindly backwards for coke:: **swig**

I think what I need to do is write more. But I'm not sure what. I have no plot ideas, only a very strong escapism instinct. I swear, one day, a combination of books, movies, games and roleplaying will kill me.

In other news, I think I like Armand. *just read up to his entry* I can see myself becoming soundly addicted to this series, by the bye. Soundly. As in omgJumps up and down
STARGATE MOVIE IS ON!
*dances*
You know what this means, don't you?
Don't you?
STARGATE WILL COME BACK ON TV!!
*weeps with joy. weeps*

( I am cool dragon of cool. |*h34r my Dr4c0nic 0n3-n3ss )

Velkan is a cool name. Van Helsing was a film shot in high definition. I despise chimpanzees. I have decided that I am now pleased with night, internet, coca-cola and jelly snakes. This shall be my existance for the rest of the week.
Anyone who does not visit me in my isolation at work and could without spending copious ammounts of money shall be struck from my "To not kill" list, and I may or may not be in a completely irrational mind now, and I may or may not have that list.

There was a quote from The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner in Interview With The Vampire, for anyone who cares. In fact, part of my favourite stanza. Which makes it probably the ultimate piece of poetry.

When the stars threw down their spears and watered heaven with their tears
did he smile, his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

( Because I can: Squeeing about Stargate movie. Consider yourself warned. )

Done.