User talk:Geogre

Smile a little, smile a little, all along the road; Every life must have its burden, every heart its load. Why sit down in gloom and darkness with your grief to sup? As you drink Fate's bitter tonic, smile across the cup. Smile upon the troubled pilgrims whom you pass and meet; Frowns are thorns, and smiles are blossoms, oft for weary feet. Do not make the way seem harder by a sullen face; Smile a little, smile a little, brighten up the place. Smile upon your undone labour; not for one who grieves O'er his task waits wealth or glory; he who smiles achieves. Though you meet with loss and sorrow in the passing years, Smile a little, smile a little... even through your tears! Ella Wheeler Wilcox Someone's in love with Geogre, and it most definitely doesn't look like Geogre! ;) Love, Phaedriel 15:49, 7 July 2007 (UTC)

Awww! Now I'm blushing. (The "someone's in love with X and it looks like X" was my swipe at a vanity article author, who then stuck around and gave me that "sonnet." I leave 'em, even when they're hostile. After all, if I invite 'em, I need to leave 'em.) Thank you! Any compliment is good for another few hours work from me. What to do...what to do....? Maybe Law Is A Bottomless Pit? Thanks, Phaedriel. Geogre 03:05, 11 July 2007 (UTC)