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January 31, 2012


I like both of the first 2, not so much the last. The first speaks to me of living life as it is in the moment, the second gives hope that there is always possibility.

I'm a hyper-punctual sort, but even I would prefer late to never.

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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.