1.19.2005
i dreamed last night about a tsunami, and it was one of my lucid dreams, in that i knew i was dreaming but was still a little bit at my subconscious' mercy.
which explains the ten foot tall audrey hepburn in that rice paddy wearing a pixies t-shirt and saying "Can you hear me now? Good."
anyway, thank you CNN et al., for transforming my most peaceful hours into a hellacious Poseidon Adventure (sans Ernest Borgnine).
my waking hours, meanwhile, are being spent making the Next Great Television Show, which i really think (after taking into account my penchant for wild exaggeration) is still going to be what the kids refer to as the Schizz.
in reference to that first sentence: dreamt is not a word, but i almost prefer it to dreamed, whereas the past tense of dive is dived, not dove (the fact that "dove" is a bird, and only a bird, was drilled into my head at an early age).
"vacuum," has three syllables. look it up.
all this confusion arises from the fact that the folks down at webster's are getting soft.
i don't care if people do say "d'oh." you have a responsibility to keep this language Impossible To Master and Snooty as Hell. just because america's dumb doesn't mean we have retroactively dumb down our language.
my participles are often dangling i realize... that's because english should be tough. like, is it "farther" or "further?" if you're my kind of person, you won't know off hand, but will spend the next 90 seconds figuring it out.
this post started out being about something entirely different, but now i've forgotten what i was going to say.
nathan filibustered at 9:15:00 PM

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