Fast Times

after two weeks of sloth, what better than to wrap an idyll than eschew company and subject oneself to 9 hours of.................

BLEAK HOUSE

``With her air of superiority, and power, and fascination, and I know not what, she seemed to regard Ada and me as little more than children. So, as she slightly laughed and afterwards sat looking at the rain, she was as self-possessed and as free to occupy herself with her own thoughts as if she had been alone.''

{lady vestibule aka top torry tosh totty, i think lady dedlock should nudge a notch or too in our ever-evolving list of great tragic heroines, no?}

set myself to humbly resume blogging duties after recovering from anaphylactic shock prompted by thousands of bills, fines, departing flatmates, am empty oddone and la tiz, striking again, with the wrath of the almighty cow.