Test results came in. Its not COVID. Idk,i think its all in my head. When my husband tested positive last year, for 3 days, i had chills and a runny nose and was constantly coughing and sneezing. Negative for COVID. When i got an email from my workout buddy that she tested positive, again for 3 days i had sneezing, coughing. Id be sweating, but shivering at the same time. I repeat, the brain is weird....
I’m old. I don’t understand modern language. On the bus home from work today a yoof, sat directly behind me, answered his phone. This was his side of the conversation, spoken in the unpleasant and surly local drawl of Tameside: “Ugh, what’s up? ...... Yeah ...... battery’s low you might get chopped ..... dunno, just passin‘ Woodley, innit? ..... hahaha you’re fucked innit? ..... ugh ‘bout ten minutes max ... yeah ..... dunno ..... laters.”
Quite often something will remind me of a favourite film and I’ll get a massive urge to watch it. But it’s never when I’m home. And then when I am in a position to watch it, the urge has gone.
Part Random Thought, part Things that Annoy Me, with a lil splash of Not Happy: Spoiler: Rant im seeing a lot of pictures on FB about Homecoming and a lot of people i went to school with (who i dont associate with) going back to HS to hangout during homecoming festivities. Every year it always makes me thing "Why?" You got out. Why go back? I personally hated high school. If i were to go back, it wouldnt be because i missed people. It would be out of spite. To the teacher who called me a whore because i kissed my boyfriend on the cheek and took me to the front office.... To the teacher who said to me "Why are you so freaking weird!" In class when i didnt laugh at his stupid joke (and in turn, made my classmates call me "weird girl"). Dont even get me started on my classmates. I'd go back to rub it in those teachers faces that i MARRIED the guy i kissed on the cheek in the hallway and me being weird? I have a list of journals and magazine who LIKE my weirdness enough to publish it. Uuugh! Stupid Homecoming (You should have heard my rant to my husband, who had a significantly better time in HS than i did, when HE got a letter in the mail for OUR class reunion)
I was too busy crying and hating myself because she told me i should be ashamed for my "fastness" and that i belonged on a street corner, not in school
your teacher must have had the most sheltered upbringing possible, she'd never have coped with the school i went to
I was once kicked out of school for two weeks. Actually, I was suspended several times each year. This particular time was because when the dean told me to enjoy myself now, these were going to be the best years of my life I called him a fucking liar, and said if this was the best I could expect I may as well die now. He didn’t care for me being quite so direct, but for me high school was an absolute hell. I so completely cut those people from my existence by the ten year reunion I was on the what-ever-happened-to list and I lived in the next town over.
You should have trolled him like Sean Penn in 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High' and brought a pizza to class. Then when the teacher and the Dean objects, just say "Hey, you said to enjoy myself now, because these were the best years of my life. The best thing to me is eating pizza in this class."
Had never thought about this before, but there's a preferred order of adjectives (called 'order force') in English that's like this: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose. Fox example, we would never say, 'the brown, large sofa'.
That is amazing! Awful big old long brown Victorian leather sofa. Of course, there's also a limit to how many adjectives can be strung together, and I've exceeded it massively. But it's good to know there's a science to it. I think we all do it this way instinctively anyway.
You could say the brown large sofa if it and a brown small sofa were sitting next to green large and small sofas.
I forget what it’s called, but it’s actually a valid rhetorical device to structure the modifiers that way. It’s still considered poor grammar. ETA…. Found it. The dust I disturbed while trying to find the book will take a few weeks to settle, and cost me a new furnace filter, but the device is called Hyperbaton. In most cases using it will make you sound like a nut job, but there are instances where it works out. Like the Star Trek opener ‘to boldly go where no man has gone before.’
Or actually probably Sofa, brown large Like Boots Combat high (or boots cardboard horrible) The British army talk like yoda it does
Can't quite tell which is the most wooden and least comfortable in front of a TV camera - Nick Saban or Patrick Mahomes.
