Oh goddammit. You'd think by twenty-three I'd know my right from my left. Too much time modeling pictures from the mirror; I always fuck that up. Argh. Argh.

I'm glad you like it alright anyway? You bring out this mental image for me, of England the Pirate, England and the Sea, England with the fever-bright half-mad eyes, bound to some insane purpose, and it's so crazy sexy and awesome, and I really wanted to get that across. Whether I did or not, I dunno, but... yeah. So.

<3