Now, don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the work that the snow plows are doing. It’s just that if they keep going past my window every ten minutes I’m never going to be able to get any sleep.
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for February, 2005
I remember when I was younger and had first encountered the idea of parentheses. I think my mother explained them to me as not being part of the real sentence, as something extra. I took this to mean that they weren’t necessary to read, and thus every time I came to them I would skip [...]
The snow is falling sideways, although, (I note with considerable delight,) it does not appear to be sticking. I think that nonetheless I will postpone my shopping/bank/post office trip until the snow stops.
I dreamt last night that I was trying to pack for Pennsic and this was made very difficult by the fact that four of the five members of Fleetwood Mac were giving a concert in my closet. Stevie Nicks wasn’t there, which means they couldn’t do some of my favorite songs. Prose was waiting outside [...]
Red boots, red boots, I have pretty new red boots! (sung to the same tune as the “late for work” song)
The Hobbits named it the Shire, as the region of the authority of their Thain, and a district of well-ordered business; and there in that pleasant corner of the world they plied their well-ordered business of living, and they heeded less and less the world outside where dark things moved, until they came to think [...]
This new knee brace is awesome in that it keeps my knee from spontaneously not working, but it also makes my leg itch.
In an effort to improve my French and gain some new perspectives, I’m adding Le Monde to my daily dose of news websites. Looking over their website today, I can get the general sense of what they’re talking about, but I’d like to be able to understand the language in more than just a general [...]
MY ESSAY’S BEEN ACCEPTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
::sings:: Late for work, late for work, who likes being late for work?