Still sick - had to skip choir, which sucks. Not going to get to teach this week, which means no money ($15 from tutoring one day a week isn't much, but this is my whole income damnit). Missed math, will probably miss it again unless this gets better. Had to take two aspirin to feel halfway reasonable. The only good thing I can see coming out of this AT ALL is if I get to miss co-op school on Friday morning, but that means missing park too and I really could use NOT BEING SICK THAT LONG. *scowls*
In other, JUST AS ANNOYING NEWS, there was this awesome quote somewhere, I think by
lassiterfics (I'm pretty sure actually about that), about how Peter and Arthur are so alike... it included something like 'The land and the king, holding a silent vigil for each other across time' and it was so frickin' gorgeous and perfect and I CANNOT FIND IT.
Also, my caps are out of control.
As a method of consolation, I wrote happy Narnia fluff earlier (already posted, 'When All The Leaves Are Gold'). Also read lots of G. K. Chesterton, especially this gem, called The Towers of Time. My favorite part has to be this stanza...
(There is never a crack in the ivory tower
Or a hinge to groan in the house of gold
Or a leaf of the rose in the wind to wither
And she grows young as the world grows old.
A Woman clothed with the sun returning
to clothe the sun when the sun is cold.)
I would just like to say - eeeeeeeeeeee. 'And she grows young as the world grows old./A woman clothed with the sun returning/to clothe the sun when the sun is cold.' I'm not even sure why this is so awesome, BUT IT IS.
ETA: WHAT? PAPA WAS SUPPOSED TO PICK UP 'SALT: A HISTORY' FROM THE LIBRARY. HE DID NOT. ARGHHHH.
Apparently he wasn't aware I had a book waiting for me, so he didn't ask for it when he went. DANGIT.
In other, JUST AS ANNOYING NEWS, there was this awesome quote somewhere, I think by
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Also, my caps are out of control.
As a method of consolation, I wrote happy Narnia fluff earlier (already posted, 'When All The Leaves Are Gold'). Also read lots of G. K. Chesterton, especially this gem, called The Towers of Time. My favorite part has to be this stanza...
(There is never a crack in the ivory tower
Or a hinge to groan in the house of gold
Or a leaf of the rose in the wind to wither
And she grows young as the world grows old.
A Woman clothed with the sun returning
to clothe the sun when the sun is cold.)
I would just like to say - eeeeeeeeeeee. 'And she grows young as the world grows old./A woman clothed with the sun returning/to clothe the sun when the sun is cold.' I'm not even sure why this is so awesome, BUT IT IS.
ETA: WHAT? PAPA WAS SUPPOSED TO PICK UP 'SALT: A HISTORY' FROM THE LIBRARY. HE DID NOT. ARGHHHH.
Apparently he wasn't aware I had a book waiting for me, so he didn't ask for it when he went. DANGIT.