crying 'bide, lady, bide!'
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timerippleIn which Fiona reflects on the oddities of life.
I have, for once, fallen ill at a convenient time. Because classes don't start until Tuesday, I can sit around my room huddled under blankets instead of slogging through classwork and such. I am of course annoyed - nay, infuriated - that I cannot go out in the beautiful clear autumn afternoon, but quite honestly I don't trust myself to be aware enough of my surroundings to cross a street, and I'm much better off in bed with a cup of tea reading Thomas the Rhymer. Again. 1) Because it is a delicious book, with words and glorious images and songs enough to fill my music-deprived soul (nope, still no practice time), and 2) because my only other reading material at this point is the Trial and Death of Socrates. In Greek. While it is a fascinating document, I simply don't have the vocabulary to understand more than one word in five without a dictionary. So, to Elflyn land it is.
I have, for once, fallen ill at a convenient time. Because classes don't start until Tuesday, I can sit around my room huddled under blankets instead of slogging through classwork and such. I am of course annoyed - nay, infuriated - that I cannot go out in the beautiful clear autumn afternoon, but quite honestly I don't trust myself to be aware enough of my surroundings to cross a street, and I'm much better off in bed with a cup of tea reading Thomas the Rhymer. Again. 1) Because it is a delicious book, with words and glorious images and songs enough to fill my music-deprived soul (nope, still no practice time), and 2) because my only other reading material at this point is the Trial and Death of Socrates. In Greek. While it is a fascinating document, I simply don't have the vocabulary to understand more than one word in five without a dictionary. So, to Elflyn land it is.
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Date: 2004-09-27 11:10 am (UTC)Actually my thirst was kind of inspiring the other night, as you all may or may not shortly find out.