the day is hot
Jul. 15th, 2003 12:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
incandescensTired, tired, tired. Was up at 5.30 to get train up to London. Training session useful, tool we were being taught was good, trainer was absolutely bloody useless but fortunately tool was so easy and self-explanatory that even she had problems spoiling it. Out and free by 1pm.
Lunch -- oh yes, I did mean to eat lunch but got sidetracked, and it was about 2.30pm by the time I got to a restaurant. Decided at that point it wasn't worth it, and went back to bookshops.
Train back home at 5pm was packed, but fortunately I had a seat and a bottle of fruit juice. Less fortunately, it was the window seat, and the playful sun twinkled happily in the sky and shone its blissful rays down upon me. Hot. Annoying.
Now . . . tired.
---
On the Vanity of Earthly Greatness
The tusks which clashed in mighty brawls
Of mastodons, are billiard balls.
The sword of Charlemagne the Just
Is Ferric Oxide, known as rust.
The grizzly bear, whose potent hug,
Was feared by all, is now a rug.
Great Caesar's bust is on the shelf,
And I don't feel so well myself.
-- Arthur Guiterman
Lunch -- oh yes, I did mean to eat lunch but got sidetracked, and it was about 2.30pm by the time I got to a restaurant. Decided at that point it wasn't worth it, and went back to bookshops.
Train back home at 5pm was packed, but fortunately I had a seat and a bottle of fruit juice. Less fortunately, it was the window seat, and the playful sun twinkled happily in the sky and shone its blissful rays down upon me. Hot. Annoying.
Now . . . tired.
---
On the Vanity of Earthly Greatness
The tusks which clashed in mighty brawls
Of mastodons, are billiard balls.
The sword of Charlemagne the Just
Is Ferric Oxide, known as rust.
The grizzly bear, whose potent hug,
Was feared by all, is now a rug.
Great Caesar's bust is on the shelf,
And I don't feel so well myself.
-- Arthur Guiterman
