proud of my scientific attitude

maybe this was the roundup?

wasn't quite ready to go back to civilization yet
icky pavement out in full force as always, now with extra glass shard action!
(pay me i want to write a book about garbage; one of those a cultural history thingies.
there are a couple but i was thinking a little bit of everything; some science, some anthropology. as little environmentalism and anticonsumerism as possible. in awe of what we've done? the rest should be obvious anyway. or not. kinda thing.) i could swear it was trying to and icky yucky yuck what did you expect
no i'm not using your onion flavored covered walkway

(and now i want to read everything on everything up to & including the middle ages and i can't and i don't know anything me i'm so unnecessarily overexposed to all the enlightenment-progress wait til '48 and then i'm useless again)

and it was okay except when someone in a position of authority sighed long sufferingly and proceeded to tell me things i already know for ten minutes while i doodled furiously with a .9 mm pencil because stealing stationery is a gesture of affection.

and then i went out and bought one because you never know with people and an A4 legal pad i don't know what to do with and only then it was really okay. (if i'm ever in a position to name some children, they might either end up with the name of a pretty girl i knew who used to note down french vocabulary on an A5 legal pad or if there's a boy involved he's out of luck because he might just end up being called olaf.)

from the easily amused files we have
oreillettes > ooglegtranslate > atria

this a list:
realizing i'm still not comfortable wih the whole money concept.
realizing the moment i've become a fan of something was their finest hour. (at least we have the record books & the danophilia still.)
realizing what ipa is and what it isn't. (the letter l situation)
the thing about when exactly european capitals got paved streets.

tistis a roundup.

i want my native lanuage to have different words for a grammatical subject and a grammatical agent. i even suspect it does, in which case i want people to use them. i don't care if "agent of history" sounds like it should be thedoctor or indianajones or whoever. there's also "actor of history" but then it sounds like they're all pretending.

never be overly familiar with the source material if you want to be able to tell people about it. thought i'd learned that by now. (also see, "if you want to talk about fortifications that badly, you will talk about fortifications" ["do you want me to draw the PA wall for you?"] and "it's okay to insult people's intelligence")

i'm a genius. in other words, serendipity. autumn'11. a blog near you.

snailslow

blahblahblahsizeshapecolorblahblahDEFVNCTVS ESTblahblahblah

me: hehe, he's defunct!

*a few days later*

me: aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

because who else was defunct?

i did know the guy majored in classical studies, and yet

(if you say snailslow quickly too many times what do you)

i'll miss this the most

namely the sudden burst in productivity that gave us the conexperiment last june.
there is, for example, the saga of the covered walkway & icky pavement, but i haven't decided on the medium yet.


(nearly lost it today when i thought something was suggesting i produce a nonsibilant s.)
(yesitisicelandic. i'm afraid i'm not very good at it though.)
(at least it's far enough fromdanish that i can get my r's right, but i can't get rid of the mushy /ð/*.)


*my favourite sound ever.

person of action

in order to isolate whatever's making me extra obnoxious lately & get it out of my system i have
consumed a silly amount of chocolate
watched two (2) trashy historical dramas
made sure i'll be sleepier than usual tomorow
wrote three (3) paragraphs of my nothing-is-sacred ibrahimpaşa epic
it will work anyway.

ps. a.

something has landed thunklike on the cerebral end of the globber-UI as i see it &

I GOT MY STRIKETHROUGH. OH YES I DID.

you know you're a ... when

your favourite color is floodlit asphalt.