the day's detritus

[incandescens]

We've been promised storms, but they have yet to get up here to Leeds. Insert general complaints about temperature/humidity.

I'm listening to Elgar's The Kingdom at the moment. Good music to write to; one doesn't really hear it that much (at least, not at the level I'm listening on), one just is conscious of swells and falls of music in the background.

I'm quite pleased by the latest chapter of Bleach. A villain gets to use a workable ploy intelligently, a hero actually keeps his head down and doesn't touch off an attack until he's ready to do it thoroughly, an overly brash Arrankar pays for being stupid, and while we didn't have any world-breakingly new things happening, what did happen was perfectly satisfying. (And much better than the fake chapter which was bouncing around for a while. That really worried me.)

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Will you not join me in Atlantis, where we will go down through streets of blue and yellow marble to the wharves of orichalch, and choose us a galley with a golden Eros for figure-head, and sails of Tyrian sendal? With mariners that knew Odysseus, and beautiful amber-breasted slaves from the mountain-vales of Lemuria, we will lift anchor for the unknown fortunate isles of the outer sea; and, sailing in the wake of an opal sunset, will lose that ancient land in the glaucous twilight, and see from our couch of ivory and satin the rising of unknown stars and perished planets. Perhaps we will not return, but will follow the tropic summer from isle to halcyon isle, across the amaranthine seas of myth and fable; we will eat the lotus, and the fruit of lands whereof Odysseus never dreamt; and drink the pallid wines of faery, grown in a vale of perpetual moonlight. I will find for you a necklace of rosy-tinted pearls, and a necklace of yellow rubies, and crown you with precious corals that have the semblance, of sanguine-coloured blossoms. We will roam in the marts of forgotten cities of jasper, and carnelian-builded ports beyond Cathay; and I will buy you a gown of peacock azure damascened with copper and gold and vermilion; and a gown of black samite with runes of orange, woven by fantastic sorcery without the touch of hands, in a dim land of spells and philtres.

-- Clark Ashton Smith

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[rvdammit.livejournal.com]

My room retains daytime tempretures well into the evening (midnight and beyond)

I guessing it's not helped by having 2 pc's, and a lot of the electronic... detritus? that most would collect in a lounge in it (e.g. tv, dvd player)

[incandescens]

True, that wouldn't help matters.

My tv/dvd player/etc are in the lounge, but my computer's in my bedroom. (This is a good thing in winter, as it cuts down on the number of rooms I need to keep warm. ;))

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

(This is a good thing in winter, as it cuts down on the number of rooms I need to keep warm. ;))

That English aversion to central heating, she mourns... If you heat room by room you do it with electric fires, I assume?

[incandescens]

Alas, my apartment's heating is via some small wall-mounted electric radiators. Plus one mobile one that I added recently. In winter evenings, I just retreat into my bedroom, since I'm probably going to be spending the time on the computer, and don't bother heating the lounge/kitchen.