alas, tomorrow

Not very productive for most of the day. I blame jet-lag. (I have to blame something.)

Things to do tomorrow; work. Take candy in to work. Pick up parcel from post office. (It arrived just after I went off on holiday. Isn't that always the way?)

Oh, and I've put up my photos from the holiday. They're in http://pics.livejournal.com/incandescens/gallery/0000qhk8 -- most of them cosplay from Yaoicon, but they're such good costumes.

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Piazza Piece

— I am a gentleman in a dustcoat trying
To make you hear. Your ears are soft and small
And listen to an old man not at all,
They want the young men's whispering and sighing.
But see the roses on your trellis dying
And hear the spectral singing of the moon;
For I must have my lovely lady soon,
I am a gentleman in a dustcoat trying.

— I am a lady young in beauty waiting
Until my truelove comes, and then we kiss.
But what gray man among the vines is this
Whose words are dry and faint as in a dream?
Back from my trellis, Sir, before I scream!
I am a lady young in beauty waiting.

-- John Crowe Ransom