Pah. Silly me. The lyrics from yesterday are from the song Trading My Sorrows. I forget who wrote it.

I'm pressed but not crushed
Pesecuted not abandoned
Struck down but not destroyed

I am blessed beyond the curse
But his promise will endure
That his joy's gonna be my strength
Though the sorrow may last for the night
His joy comes in the morning.

I'm trading my sorrows...

And so on and so forth...

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Linkety link link... I like books. I like reading. It is because I read so much in poorly lit rooms that I have to wear glasses the as thick as a burger from Micky D's (which isn't much, but you know). But it's worth it ^_^. Blog about boooks (finally!): The Plot Thickens. "Boh. Walker Boh." Heh.

All Your Base jokes are spawning at an incredible rate. See here (Neobaka), here, and here (Avalon).