Wednesday, October 25, 2006
/all the green paper squares below
Oh yeah, so the exams are over.
Now that the whole episode of sedating myself with geographical and literary jargon is temporarily over, I have been decidedly very bored.As in, lets-count-the-bumps-in-the-ceiling-for-fun bored. Where you feel you would rather crack open the foredoomed atlas with undiscriminable lines and scales, than practice the laws of a couch potato, which is 1) do nothing2) do nothing and 3) do absolutely nothing,but if you feel up to some hard work, start on the television.Oh boy, don't get too tired though.
On a Fine MorningWhence comes Solace?--Not from seeing
What is doing, suffering, being,
Not from noting Life's conditions,
Nor from heeding Time's monitions;
But in cleaving to the Dream,
And in gazing at the gleam
Whereby gray things golden seem.
Thus do I this heyday, holding
Shadows but as lights unfolding,
As no specious show this moment
With its irised embowment;
But as nothing other than
Part of a benignant plan;
Proof that earth was made for man.
Thomas HardyMy laptop's overheated. Oh sheesh. Really.
8:39 AM
