Iago

In following him, I follow myself.
Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty,
But seeming so for my peculiar end...

This sums up Shakespeare's Othello. This is a play about seeming to be one thing when in reality, ever so ironically, it is another thing entirely. Which brings me to my blip. It seems there is a tree in the picture but really, it isn't there. Not a bad day today. Went to school to help out there for work day then back home to continue gnawing away at the pile of work I have (not literally, of course).
Looking forward to an evening on the couch watching glee.

But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at. I am not what I am.
- Shakespeare