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It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do. There is no fun in doing nothing when you have nothing to do. Wasting time is merely an occupation then, and a most exhausting one. Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.
-- Jerome K. Jerome
Sunday, July 20, 1997
This was a lazy day. I need to develop a script or batch file that will dial up, collect my email, and hang up. I always think that that is what I'll do, then end up reading news and catching up on diaries, instead of cleaning up my apartment or taking out the trash as I should be doing.
Summer weather is here now, warm and dry. In the late afternoon I took a walk down to Broadway. I ate at a new place, a Greek cafe at the Broadway Market. I refused to order a gyro until I saw the gyro rotisserie, which confused the guy who was working there. I disapprove of gyro sandwiches that use microwaved meat; it needs to come from the special machine.
When I stopped for some ice cream at Baskin-Robbins, there was a child in line ahead of me who was carrying three Beanie Babies, those beanbag-type stuffed animals that are a recent inexplicable fad. (Is that redundant? Or is this fad inexplicable to me because I don't share the fascination?) After the girl had dropped first one, then another, I asked her "Do you juggle them?" One of the women with her decided to try, and actually did get them going for a few rounds.
I was inordinately pleased to read Ceej's mentions of Rainier cherries, since I have been trying to turn people on to them.
In my trip to the Goodwill Store yesterday, I got a very good haul of used paperbacks, including Summer Campaign by Carla Kelly and An Arranged Marriage by Jo Beverly. These are both Regency novels from a few years back, by authors that I really like, so I spent time reading them today. What luxury, reading a book by an author you enjoy!
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