My bassoon teacher is win.
Oh, mistress mine--
Where are you roaming?
Oh, stay and hear!
Your true love's coming,
That may sing both high and low...While waiting for her to finish with the student before me (who was rather failishly attempting to make a reed), I was investigating her kitchen.
Among other things- her lazy-a** beta, a gorgeous bassoon, etc- I noted her fridge. Her fridge is covered with those word magnet things- you know, the ones that come with a theme; I've seen poetic ones, romantic ones, horror, goofy.
These were apparently, like, internet ones.
Because /someone/ - and I'd wager a guess as to it being her fiance, being that the guy totally would, trust me on that- had them arranged as WTF! Lemme nom teh kitteh!
I lol'd.
Trip no further, pretty sweetling;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Ev'ry wise man's son doth know.
What is love?
'Tis not hereafter...
