Homer, Iliad, 1.163-175
Dec. 29th, 2011 07:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hawkwing_lb"I never have an honour-prize equal to yours, whenever the Achaeans
sack an abundant Trojan citadel,
but the greater part of furious battle
my hands conduct: nevertheless when division of the spoils comes about,
to you is the much greater honour-prize, and with a small and dear prize
I come to the ships, when I work waging war.
Now I'm for Phthia, since it's much better
to go homeward with crook-beaked ships, than to remain
here enduring dishonour in order to draw up abundance and wealth for you."
He answered him then in turn, Agamemnon lord of men,
"Run far away, if you set your heart on it: I'm not going to
beg you to stay on my account. With me others, too,
they will honour me, especially wise-counselling Zeus...."
I have shopped. Now I am poor again, but I have a year's supply of trousers (2), shirts (3), t-shirts (3) and new runners.
I made dubious face in the lingerie section, though - who the hell thinks padded pushup sports bras are a good idea? To the extent that there is one tiny hanger of non-underwired non-pushup sports bras? People! Some of us are only looking for very basic functionality, you know!
Shopping is an odd form of torture. I'm a goal-oriented shopper, and I've worked out a system based on a least-time course. Men's section of M&S! Find t-shirts, shirts, and trousers! Try the trousers on! Rejoice to find that once again, men's trousers actually fit in both thigh and waist! Lingerie section! Find - after many travails - last non-padded non-wired non-pushup bra in size! Run to Pay Here counter! Flee the building!
Dodging along the way people who appear to finding rack-browsing entertaining, little old nuns in habits, lost children, and cashiers who give you the evil eye for shopping in the men's section.
Still. I would not have found Blue Harbour chinos that fit so well if I hadn't gone into the actual shop, so this is a small point in favour of the experience. On the whole, though?
I'm more tired than if I'd spent two hours this afternoon leading overhangs, not walking around on level ground.
*flop*
sack an abundant Trojan citadel,
but the greater part of furious battle
my hands conduct: nevertheless when division of the spoils comes about,
to you is the much greater honour-prize, and with a small and dear prize
I come to the ships, when I work waging war.
Now I'm for Phthia, since it's much better
to go homeward with crook-beaked ships, than to remain
here enduring dishonour in order to draw up abundance and wealth for you."
He answered him then in turn, Agamemnon lord of men,
"Run far away, if you set your heart on it: I'm not going to
beg you to stay on my account. With me others, too,
they will honour me, especially wise-counselling Zeus...."
I have shopped. Now I am poor again, but I have a year's supply of trousers (2), shirts (3), t-shirts (3) and new runners.
I made dubious face in the lingerie section, though - who the hell thinks padded pushup sports bras are a good idea? To the extent that there is one tiny hanger of non-underwired non-pushup sports bras? People! Some of us are only looking for very basic functionality, you know!
Shopping is an odd form of torture. I'm a goal-oriented shopper, and I've worked out a system based on a least-time course. Men's section of M&S! Find t-shirts, shirts, and trousers! Try the trousers on! Rejoice to find that once again, men's trousers actually fit in both thigh and waist! Lingerie section! Find - after many travails - last non-padded non-wired non-pushup bra in size! Run to Pay Here counter! Flee the building!
Dodging along the way people who appear to finding rack-browsing entertaining, little old nuns in habits, lost children, and cashiers who give you the evil eye for shopping in the men's section.
Still. I would not have found Blue Harbour chinos that fit so well if I hadn't gone into the actual shop, so this is a small point in favour of the experience. On the whole, though?
I'm more tired than if I'd spent two hours this afternoon leading overhangs, not walking around on level ground.
*flop*
