This has been a pretty lazy day. I did go outside, despite the snowstorm (I am not kidding you), as I had to get some more bits and pieces for the bunad and meet my mother, who was in town for a short visit. None of this was particularly strenous, however, especially the long lunch at The Dubliner.
Continuing the laziness when I got home, I wanted to veg out in front of the telly, unfortunately there is, as per usual, nothing on at all. I find I am watching much less television lately than I used to. On days like these I would normally be able to switch my brain off and watch some sitcom/soap/series thing, like Charmed or Frasier or Gilmore Girls and so on, but I find I can’t anymore (or not just now, anyway). I have lost patience with them and their irrelevant and petty concerns, as if my concerns were any less petty (well, I suppose at least they are real). So I’ve been ripping CDs for the Crenjuz and reading a bit here and a bit there (too restless to really concentrate, too lazy to actually do anything).
I made a great find in the bookshop today. Sitting unassumingly on a shelf was Benny Andersen Samlede Digte. I’ve been looking for single volumes of Andersen’s poetry on and off for years and never found any, now, at least, I have all of the poems in one place. If I ever find any of the original volumes, I will probably still pick them up, but there is no urgency about it. Finding the book made me very happy, particularly as I could then put up one of my all time favourites, Udflytter, in the commonplace book.
Voice in my head: Prefab Sprout – All the World Loves Lovers