Busy Doing Nothing

The past couple of days have been a flurry of stationary activities. I've been reading, playing stupid video games, and watching videos. I've read a whole wack of some of my favourite poetry, including

• The Flea by John Donne
  
• The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner by Randall Jarrell
  
• Kubla Khan: or, a Vision in a Dream by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
  
• Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister and My Last Duchess by Robert Browning
  
• the anonymously-penned Sir Patrick Spens
  
• The Windhover: To Christ Our Lord by Gerard Manley Hopkins
  
• Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley
  
• A Satirical Elegy: On the Death of a Late Famous General by Jonathan Swift
  
• The Destruction of Sennacherib by George Gordon (aka Lord Byron)
  
• When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be by John Keats
  
• Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll

I've also read a few short stories, like

• The Nose by Nikolai Gogol
  
• The Artificial Nigger by Flannery O'Connor
  
• Retaliation by the Marquis de Sade

I hadn't realized the divine Marquis had such a cute sense of humour....

I've also watched several episodes of Firefly, courtesy of Sichemist, lots of first-season Ren and Stimpy, Once Upon a Time in China and America, and Blood: The Last Vampire (which was good, but seemed awfully abbreviated. Were there supposed to be sequels?).

The day after tomorrow, I'm back in school. No more vacation for me. Sigh....