It's still raining. A good percentage of the roof area near where I'm sitting is made of glass, so it sounds like we're being attacked by the sky. However, I have about an hour until my next engagement, and I really, really want to go and get a latte. (From Costa. The new coffee shop in town, which I had such hopes for, turns out to do the worst coffee I've ever had, which might have been my own fault for ordering it "skinny", but Starbucks manages it and they're not even very good with coffee.)
I think it's easing up. I'm off. But not before warning you that if anyone ever asks you to invigilate a national exam, as I've been doing this morning, you may not want to do it. They don't let you read anything except the official instruction booklet, and you get very twitchy about being accused of endangering the exam every time your chair scrapes.
Also, I saw "P.S., I Love You" yesterday. I think Jeffrey Dean Morgan is just going to make a career out grinning adorably on film now, which is not the worst of plans. Apart from that, I would not necessarily recommend it. Everyone should see "Sweeney Todd" instead; there's no way that won't be good.
ETA: Blogroll now contains a link to Ellen's actual blog. And I got my coffee, at the cost of becoming only quite damp.
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How DOTH the little crocodile / improve his shining tail?
i dunno O_O
HOW doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
How cheerfully he seems to grin
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in,
With gently smiling jaws!
det mente i hvert fall Lewis Carrol
andre som forbedrer seg, og derved inspirerte den lille krokodillen:
How doth the little busy Bee
Improve each shining Hour,
And gather Honey all the day
From every opening Flower!
How skilfully she builds her Cell!
How neat she spreads the Wax!
And labours hard to store it well
With the sweet Food she makes.
In Works of Labour or of Skill
I would be busy too:
For Satan finds some Mischief still
For idle Hands to do.
In Books, or Work, or healthful Play
Let my first Years be past,
That I may give for every Day
Some good Account at last.
av Isaac Watts
hilsen Susanne
Korrekt! Jeg hadde nettopp lest Alice in Wonderland da jeg startet bloggen, og jeg hadde ingen andre ideer til tagline. Jeg vet ikke helt hva det skal bety.
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