Heh. I think it's technically incorrect but often done in informal usage. I have my 'former English teacher' pride, though!
It's mainly an unfortunate attempt to shoehorn a Latinate structure where it didn't belong.
Early: So is it still her room when it's empty? Does the room, the thing, have purpose? Or do we -- what's the word? Simon: I really can't help you. Early: The plan is to take your sister. Get the reward, which is substantial. 'Imbue.' That's the word.
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
P.M. Marc - Jul 30, 2010 6:45:44 am PDT #26995 of 30000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Jars - Jul 30, 2010 6:51:59 am PDT #26996 of 30000
I feel like such a failure of a human being. DH took time off work to come up to my office and escort me home on the bus/tube as I was a bit afraid I'd fall under a train.
But! Am at home now.
My parents are visiting at the minute so I'm the worst tourguide in the world. Would you like to see the inside of my house? Yes? Then you're in luck, parents! Anywhere else, not so much.
smonster - Jul 30, 2010 6:58:22 am PDT #26997 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
You're welcome to read whatever I produce, although that will mainly be in (possibly illegible) note form, as it's a verbal presentation and group discussion. I will put 'email notes to smonster' on my to-do list for after the weekend.
Yay!
My parents are visiting at the minute so I'm the worst tourguide in the world. Would you like to see the inside of my house? Yes? Then you're in luck, parents! Anywhere else, not so much.
My parents came to France to see me, and we ended up having to leave Carcassonne (medieval walled city) rather abruptly due to me feeling ill, and had to deal with me being sick on the train back to Montpellier, and then take care of me. Fortunately it was just not yet understanding what triggers my IBS-type stuff, so I was better the next day.
Daisy Jane - Jul 30, 2010 7:26:54 am PDT #26998 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Weekend?
Today- HH and dinner for friend whose last day at WORST JOB EVER!!! is today.
Saturday-Nothing, I think. Jon has to work for someone else, so I may just enjoy having the house all to myself.
Sunday-Parking Lot Pool Party and Cut-offs contest at Double Wide with Boys Named Sue! Hubs will be guest bartending there as well.
Zenkitty - Jul 30, 2010 7:35:27 am PDT #26999 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I might finally get my lazy butt to the Farmer's Market tomorrow.
-t - Jul 30, 2010 7:43:49 am PDT #27000 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I'm going to see my sister's one-woman show tonight and have a memorial tomorrow and I don't know what on Sunday. Hiding out and recovering from two days in a row out among the humans, probably, and clearing out the DVR a bit.
Vortex - Jul 30, 2010 8:05:24 am PDT #27001 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Kind of a messed up end to an obituary.
Michael Batterberry, Influential Food Editor
Besides his wife, Mr. Batterberry is survived by a sister, Anne Walsh, of Princeton, N.J.
He is not survived by Gourmet magazine, which ceased publication in November.
-t - Jul 30, 2010 8:08:29 am PDT #27002 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Something they had already written and amended badly, perhaps?
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jul 30, 2010 8:15:08 am PDT #27003 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
It's mainly an unfortunate attempt to shoehorn a Latinate structure where it didn't belong.
Is true. Like split infinitives. But it doesn't stop either from feeling wrong. To this frustrated prescriptivist in a descriptivist's body.
Scrappy - Jul 30, 2010 8:18:45 am PDT #27004 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Was supposed to go the Farmer's market tonight to hear a friend's band play, but am too freaking wiped. Today, spend lunch driving my car which has been overheating (despite the $700 we dropped on it two weeks ago) back to the the mechanic who "fixed" it and walking back to the office. Hoping it will be fixed by the end of the day, when I walk back to pick it up. Tonight, collapse.
Rest of the weekend: Weeding and pruning in the garden. Movies on Saturday. Work on Sunday. Write. Find a cool card for DH for our anniversary on Monday. Pilates at some point.