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Dec. 11th, 2004 11:07 amBecause my closet just works that way, today I'm dressed a bit like the witch in Big Fish.
Saw my roommate's play last night, which contains many moments of strange brilliance, and captures the "people living together are weird" thing very very well, but to try to explain any of those moments is like trying to explain in jokes between you and close friends to outsiders -- they make no sense, at all.
At work. Seeing
schpahky later. Wearing BPAL Dana O'Shee which is still marzipan gone evil.
Why is the new Green Day album so good? I mean... it's Green Day. What gives?
Broke out the book on Australian english last night that I was given for my birthday. Most interesting is the fact that they have some grammatical quirks (mostly involving prepositions) that don't exist in either American or British English. They do however match _exactly_ grammatical quirks in my father's speech (and that of many Italian-Americans I know), that I've nagged on him about for years. This is either a weird coincidence, or more interestingly, related to something that happens in the switch from Italian to English (Australia had a signficant wave of immigration from Italy in the 1950s, and my father is first-generation American). Neat.
Saw my roommate's play last night, which contains many moments of strange brilliance, and captures the "people living together are weird" thing very very well, but to try to explain any of those moments is like trying to explain in jokes between you and close friends to outsiders -- they make no sense, at all.
At work. Seeing
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Why is the new Green Day album so good? I mean... it's Green Day. What gives?
Broke out the book on Australian english last night that I was given for my birthday. Most interesting is the fact that they have some grammatical quirks (mostly involving prepositions) that don't exist in either American or British English. They do however match _exactly_ grammatical quirks in my father's speech (and that of many Italian-Americans I know), that I've nagged on him about for years. This is either a weird coincidence, or more interestingly, related to something that happens in the switch from Italian to English (Australia had a signficant wave of immigration from Italy in the 1950s, and my father is first-generation American). Neat.