I fell into the fire and that's a long way to fall

[hawkwing_lb]

Longest day of the year!

I celebrated by going back to bed with a hot water bottle. I sincerely wish to complain to The Management about the design flaw in the human body (subtype: female), to whit, the fact that it insists upon leaking vital fluids once a month. Not very good planning there, what, chaps?

(The Management: *resounding silence*)

So, since I'm not getting anything done anyway, I guess I'm surrendering to the sloth and declaring today a Rest Day.

I've been going through my wishlist at The Book Depository.co.uk, which I use as a handy little collector of Interesting Titles. (And can I just say, free shipping? Cheap books? It's enough to seduce a girl from the path of righteousness and supporting brick and mortar bookshops.)

Ah, covetousness. I suffer from it - desiring to possess books on everything from that which I am supposed to study, Classical Antiquity, to ancient China, to medieval Islam, to early modern Europe, to everywhere in the age of (European) travel and exploration.

Also, how come I haven't read more stuff by Anthony Burgess? I should really read more than just A Dead Man in Deptford.

(The more I read, the more I want. No, self, you may not have all the books. You don't have any money.)

Here comes the rain again, spattering on the pavements, damp and grey. Maybe I'll go watch something lighthearted and attempt to overcome the resounding greyness of sky and rain and road as seen through my spattered window.

Comments

[etumukutenyak.livejournal.com]

Aye! What is up with that? I could do without the leaking of fluids myself, although I am given to understand that this process is now reversing course (sorry, couldn't resist the pun) and will soon-ish be ending. Not soon enough, think I.

I wish we had your weather, though. I could do with grey rainy skies..and nice mild temperatures. We're at 34 C now..