A random friend of mine just texted me "What are you wearing?" I'm amused, wondering if he saw me on the street, or if he accidentally sent the text to the *wrong* person!
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You could respond with... "The DC flag. You?"
Very neat tattoo.
You could respond with... "The DC flag. You?"
Hah! I thougth about responding "My new tattoo!!" but didn't
Bemused is more like quizzical or, um, mildly mystified than confused.
That's so cool, meara. And a great send off from DC, where you've been pretty much all your adult life, no?
And a great send off from DC, where you've been pretty much all your adult life, no?
Exactly this. I was contemplating it even if I didn't leave town, but now that I am, I definitely wanted it.
OMG I suddenly know what tattoo I want. Thanks meara. I can't decide if I'm happy or scared or mad or what. I would alter the colors a bit
I'm so glad I knew what bemused meant. Thinking misle was a word has really scarred me.
I don't have the steel to tattoo my wrist. I originally though that's where I'd have my first one, and cover it for business when needed, but I'm way too scattered for that. I'll be sticking to torso, because when that shows in a work context I'm already in all sorts of trouble.
All that having been said, cool tat, meara!
But if this many fairly well-read people all had the same wrong definition of "bemused," doesn't this kind of become a prescriptivist vs. descriptivist thing?