mattresses and self-indulgence
Jun. 13th, 2012 02:27 amWell, it's nice to know that they're probably going to cancel the hosepipe bans, given that slight overabundance of water we've had falling from the sky. (I know that my area wasn't suffering from a hosepipe ban. I'm trying to be virtuous here.) And it's nice that we're not suffering from heatstroke or anything.
As Burns (I think?) said: Flaming June.
Spent a while after work looking at mattresses. Hm. If I want to get one of the nicer sort, with pocket springs and with memory foam/latex topping, then I am probably going to have to pay a little more than I'd planned. I suppose it's my own fault for wanting a latest-model nicer sort.
There ought to be a word for the sin of self-indulgence that can best be described as "looking through fan fiction/discussions to confirm one's own opinion about favoured characters and enjoy other people criticising non-favourites". (For reference, the Chalet School series, and opinions on the bad behaviour of Margot Maynard and the unfairly-treatedness of Joan Baker.) I'm fairly sure that fun as it is, it is just a bit self-indulgent. Probably ranks somewhere in the gluttony area.
Need to work out what I'm doing for my autumn holiday this year. (Assuming that I'm having one.) It is, after all, halfway through June.
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And loveliest sight of all, in front of the fire, stretched at full length, was his tiger – and on him – also at full length – reclined the lady, garbed in some strange clinging garment of heavy purple crepe, its hem embroidered with gold, one white arm resting on the beast's head, her back supported by a pile of the velvet cushions, and a heap of rarely bound books at her side, while between her red lips was a rose not redder than they – an almost scarlet rose.
-- Three Weeks, Elinor Glyn
Would you like to sin
With Elinor Glyn
On a tiger skin?
Or would you prefer
To err with her
On some other fur?
-- anonymous rhyme criticising Three Weeks
As Burns (I think?) said: Flaming June.
Spent a while after work looking at mattresses. Hm. If I want to get one of the nicer sort, with pocket springs and with memory foam/latex topping, then I am probably going to have to pay a little more than I'd planned. I suppose it's my own fault for wanting a latest-model nicer sort.
There ought to be a word for the sin of self-indulgence that can best be described as "looking through fan fiction/discussions to confirm one's own opinion about favoured characters and enjoy other people criticising non-favourites". (For reference, the Chalet School series, and opinions on the bad behaviour of Margot Maynard and the unfairly-treatedness of Joan Baker.) I'm fairly sure that fun as it is, it is just a bit self-indulgent. Probably ranks somewhere in the gluttony area.
Need to work out what I'm doing for my autumn holiday this year. (Assuming that I'm having one.) It is, after all, halfway through June.
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And loveliest sight of all, in front of the fire, stretched at full length, was his tiger – and on him – also at full length – reclined the lady, garbed in some strange clinging garment of heavy purple crepe, its hem embroidered with gold, one white arm resting on the beast's head, her back supported by a pile of the velvet cushions, and a heap of rarely bound books at her side, while between her red lips was a rose not redder than they – an almost scarlet rose.
-- Three Weeks, Elinor Glyn
Would you like to sin
With Elinor Glyn
On a tiger skin?
Or would you prefer
To err with her
On some other fur?
-- anonymous rhyme criticising Three Weeks
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Date: 2012-06-13 06:07 am (UTC)What is a rarely-bound book, I wonder?
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Date: 2012-06-13 08:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-13 01:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-13 10:26 pm (UTC)What was it? Ben Hur.