I Almost Love Criminal Minds More Than I Love Cheese.

I almost love Criminal Minds more than I love cheese.

You come into MY house,

eat MY lasagna,

and then you DON’T even follow through with OUR blood oath!!!!

HOW DARE YOU

Kind of sad I’m not Kermit the frog :(

Me: ah yes! time to dye my hair

*five hours later*

Me: h u r r a y ! a different shade of brown

Excuse me. We demand more garlic bread.

~Funky fresh tune here~

Now,

this is a story

all about how

a man, who first from the boundaries of Troy, exiled by fate, came to Italy and the Lavinian shores – he was tossed much both on land and on sea, by the power of the gods, on account of the mindful anger of savage Juno, he having suffered many (things) and also from war, until he could found a city, and was bringing in the gods to Latium, from whence [came] the race of Latins, and Alban fathers, and of the high city walls of Rome. Muse, recall the causes to me, by what damaged nod, or grieving what, the queen of the gods compelled a man marked by piety to undergo so many misfortunes, to come to so many labors. Can there be such great anger in the minds of the gods? There was an ancient city, ((which) Tyrian colonists held) Carthage, long opposite Italy and the mouths of the Tiber, rich in resources and most fierce in the pursuits of war; Juno is said to have cherished this one city more than all lands with Samus having been esteemed less; here were her arms, here was her chariot; if in any way the fates would allow it, the goddess both hoped and cherished this (city) to be a seat of power for the nations. But indeed she had heard that the offspring derived from Trojan blood, which, one day, would overturn the Tyrian castles. From whence was going to come a nation, ruling far and wide and proud in war for the destruction of Libya: Thus the Fates unfolded. Saturn’s daughter, fearing this and remembering the Old War, which she foremost had waged for her dear Greeks (nor yet even then had the causes of anger and cruel pain perished from her mind; Judgment of Paris remains repositive in her deep mind and the injury to her rejected beauty, and the hated race, and the honors of the seduced Ganymede – Further inflamed by these (things), she was keeping a long way from Latium the Trojans having been thrown on the whole ocean, the leavings of the Greeks and of fierce Achilles, and they were wandering through [or for] many years, having been driven by the Fates around all the oceans. So great was the burden to found the Roman nation.