... speaking of which:
idleness. subsequent to successful relocation of phone & internet connection into a new, still mostly empty apartment, subsequent to the equally successful delivery of beverages on the part of an unnamed grocery chain [henso needs archive, katatonik needs picture of 0,135 ballisto order!], squatting on a beautiful beech floor and sipping beer. now, there must be some connection between the pre-raphaelites and idleness. or 19th century british painters in general and idleness. idleness somehow embodied by “girls in classical robes, usually posing decoratively on a marble terrace”. NOW i know what this apartment is missing:
girls, and classical robes.