Monday, February 16, 2009

Parents came, saw, didn't conquer

So maybe I was being a little melodramatic in my last post with the lament over my parents' impending visit. I had a very good time. I ate the best meal I've had since, well, since I was home at Christmas, saw some museums in the city that I hadn't seen in a really long time, and enjoyed their company. They were clearly very happy to see me and where I live, and it was nice to make them happy.

I am not recanting the sentiments of my earlier post. I am merely trying my best not to think about what I said before, as I know it would bother me and there's nothing I can do about it now, anyway. It's like something just at the edge of my peripheral vision, nagging me to look at it, but I know better and ignore it. At least my parents didn't make me take them into the office to meet my boss, and I didn't show them the cove trail where I like to walk. Some things shall remain obscured.


Sebastian said...

As I still live at home, I obviously can't sympathise with your predicament (or apparent lack of, hooray!), but I did just want to comment on the title of your entry...

In one of Pratchett's Discworld novels, Vimes is speculating about other variations of that famous phrase.

'Visi, Veneri, Vamoosi', I visited, I caught an embarassing disease, I ran away.

(I'm a huge Discworld nerd)

Eleni said...

I've had a bunch of different people recommend Terry Pratchett to me (coincidentally, one of these people is my dad, who recommended one of his books to me this very morning). I'll get around to him one of these days.

Sebastian said...

Oh my, a geek that hasn't read (nay, DEVOURED!) all of the Discworld series... Heresy!

Just make sure you start at the beginning of one of the series, don't jump in somewhere in the middle.

Mort is good to start with, or Guards! Guards!.