my wet nurse.
May. 7th, 2004 11:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jacktellsliesi'm wasting time at school, waiting for my train. la la la.
as i took my geology exam early, i edited it for my professor while taking it. that was silly. she really isn't very good at writing questions. i didn't actually mention that fact, but i did correct some of the more obvious typos, and pointed out that the most complex question on the exam had more than one correct answer. i do like editing things, especially when i check my natural urge to just add commas to everything. i love commas, though. pauses are delicious. anyway, i'll regret having said that i like editing when/if i'm actually teaching. then i'll have to rent babies to make them grade things for me.
the other night i dreamed that my mum and i were driving an invisible flying car. someone was chasing us. as i was peter pan, i got out of the car and flew on my own; it was more difficult than it should have been, though, and i lost altitude. i flew through the window of a house. the thing that was chasing us, an old woman, a witch, found me out, and i was terribly frightened. i fought her, though. i broke off her limbs and her head, one at a time. she was made of wood and was terribly thin, and she snapped like twigs. breaking her was worse than being found. even when she was headless, though, she was not dead. there was something i had to do or say to make her die, and whether or not i knew what it was, i didn't do it. i left the house to find my mother.
i'm enjoying saint augustine's confessions. he'll say these absolutely gorgeous, profound things about god, and then fall into misogyny and neuroses for a single sentence in the middle of the page. it's delightful. i'm quite fond of mildly crazy people.
as i took my geology exam early, i edited it for my professor while taking it. that was silly. she really isn't very good at writing questions. i didn't actually mention that fact, but i did correct some of the more obvious typos, and pointed out that the most complex question on the exam had more than one correct answer. i do like editing things, especially when i check my natural urge to just add commas to everything. i love commas, though. pauses are delicious. anyway, i'll regret having said that i like editing when/if i'm actually teaching. then i'll have to rent babies to make them grade things for me.
the other night i dreamed that my mum and i were driving an invisible flying car. someone was chasing us. as i was peter pan, i got out of the car and flew on my own; it was more difficult than it should have been, though, and i lost altitude. i flew through the window of a house. the thing that was chasing us, an old woman, a witch, found me out, and i was terribly frightened. i fought her, though. i broke off her limbs and her head, one at a time. she was made of wood and was terribly thin, and she snapped like twigs. breaking her was worse than being found. even when she was headless, though, she was not dead. there was something i had to do or say to make her die, and whether or not i knew what it was, i didn't do it. i left the house to find my mother.
i'm enjoying saint augustine's confessions. he'll say these absolutely gorgeous, profound things about god, and then fall into misogyny and neuroses for a single sentence in the middle of the page. it's delightful. i'm quite fond of mildly crazy people.
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Date: 2004-05-07 09:22 am (UTC)you flew in the harry potter car! sounds like a wierd dream, tho, darling. the wierdest dream i ever had involved a car as well. but, in my dream, a relative turned into the goo that leaked out of the faucet in the first ghostbusters movie. it was... odd.
so you like mildly crazy people? that explains alot :P
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Date: 2004-05-07 10:47 am (UTC)i did! i like that my subconscious decided to tell me a disturbing fairy tale.
it certainly does. :P
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Date: 2004-05-07 08:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-07 10:45 am (UTC)It's horribly tempting,isn't it? I work as a writing tutor,and one of the most common problems is that the students tend to write like they speak-which means run on sentences. Which means commas. And splitting things up. And tearing hair out in frustration.
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Date: 2004-05-07 10:53 am (UTC)I am the biggest advocate of commas. I love long, involved sentences, with lots of adjectives and pauses.
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Date: 2004-05-07 10:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-07 12:05 pm (UTC)