Metamorphose

METAMORPHOSE

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither, nor women neither.

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Thursday, December 30, 2004

Christmas 2004

Christmas 2004 @ Karlie's - A Day full of secret Santa - A night full of debauchery!




My bitch scrubs!!










Exactly boys!




Evil Saint Nic!



Cheers Karlie for such a good Christmas in London!

LS at 12/30/2004 08:11:00 AM
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