SOME of us have to pretend to work though, and can't go 'round reading articles all willy-nilly, because our bosses are cranky. I'll have to finish tonight.
I always find a certain dichotomy of spirit in myself regarding the English language. I am all for letting new words and new usages in, but I despise mispronunciation and the current casual attitude toward proper spelling. Miskeying is one thing; page-long political rants rife with errors are another species entirely. My casual attitude in my own writing tends to belie my love of the language, but I excuse myself as a conversational writer and poet. ;-)
Then we can just marry Jeff and Matt too. And live in a funny little cottage in some backwoods town and make deformed (yet fabulously well-spoken) babies.
uh..... do I get any say in whether I'm marrying Matt? I'm betting not. Ok, FINE, but he's the one wearing the burka. He's got prettier eyes.
As for linguistics, and we're all pretty cunning in that arena, my personal thought is that if you know the rules, you can break them, bend them, and mold them into fabulous bling and prizes.
If you don't know the rules, then when you break those rules, it's obvious and horrifying. It's all about intention.
Except for the stupid txt-speak, there's no excuse for that. U kno what Im syin?
That was actually a fun read. I expected it to be boringly pedantic, but the author's light tone kept me reading even as I thought to myself, "what the hell am I doing reading this ridiculously long thing right now? I'm supposed to be working!"
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SOME of us have to pretend to work though, and can't go 'round reading articles all willy-nilly, because our bosses are cranky.
I'll have to finish tonight.
I always find a certain dichotomy of spirit in myself regarding the English language. I am all for letting new words and new usages in, but I despise mispronunciation and the current casual attitude toward proper spelling. Miskeying is one thing; page-long political rants rife with errors are another species entirely.
My casual attitude in my own writing tends to belie my love of the language, but I excuse myself as a conversational writer and poet.
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Then we can just marry Jeff and Matt too. And live in a funny little cottage in some backwoods town and make deformed (yet fabulously well-spoken) babies.
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Our monkeys would be the prettiest babies of uncertain lesbianic parentage the world has ever seen.
And they woudl have HUGE boobies. Even the boys. Okay, maybe a leeetle deformed...
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As for linguistics, and we're all pretty cunning in that arena, my personal thought is that if you know the rules, you can break them, bend them, and mold them into fabulous bling and prizes.
If you don't know the rules, then when you break those rules, it's obvious and horrifying. It's all about intention.
Except for the stupid txt-speak, there's no excuse for that. U kno what Im syin?
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(I think you both have to dress up pretty for the wedding. I'm sure Megan would agree.)
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That was actually a fun read. I expected it to be boringly pedantic, but the author's light tone kept me reading even as I thought to myself, "what the hell am I doing reading this ridiculously long thing right now? I'm supposed to be working!"
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