What? No more drooling? Rhetorical questions haven’t been cool since the romans?
Gods actual (For want of a better word) sermons are definitely not hippy oriented. Although the ambiguity of language still makes all things equal, I guess. Equally meaningless, and meaningful?
In celebration of my last day of compulsory latin, “Caecilius est in horto”.
In further celebration, “Oh ateg, I want to rub you on my leg”:
(Anacrusis)
Ateg ateg, you are the one
Metaphor for the rising sun
Something something ateg; dirt
Rebirthal metaphor alert
Ateg, ateg, cans’t you see?
Cause I cannot, and thou shalt be me
Haha-wstfgl-ha-ha-ateg
Summoning of the last uncreative dreg-
with which to drown allusions toward normalcy-
melodious, melancholy, consummation of nutmeg.
(Some of the above was copied, word for word, from my translation essay in todays exam)
PandaGestile: good news on the learning-a-dead-not-so-dead-but-still language front. Did you learn that c/ words were pronounced like a hard k/ because that always tripped me up. Is your latin learnin the same as my learning Middle English learning… Because that’s not going so well. (I’d write that in ME, but that’s how bad I am). You know what they say: Alea iacta est… That can’t be right?
Since we’re throwing loose translations around: here is my mine of the first ten or so lines of the Wife of Bath Prologue:
I know what I’m talkin’ about like
There’s like no one out there for me
Trust me, being married is a drag
OMG I knew this ever since I was a little girl
Thank God LOL, but like uh get it,
Been to the Court House, I’ve been married five times!
I know right! Five times
They were studs, in their own way
But some bitch was talkin’ some shit
About this one guy who went to only one wedding
And that I should take his advice and not be a Florida Bride.
I love how the squid alternates between being extremely expressive and totally inscrutable. Such is the nature of squids. They work in mysterious weights.
What? No more drooling? Rhetorical questions haven’t been cool since the romans?
Gods actual (For want of a better word) sermons are definitely not hippy oriented. Although the ambiguity of language still makes all things equal, I guess. Equally meaningless, and meaningful?
In celebration of my last day of compulsory latin, “Caecilius est in horto”.
In further celebration, “Oh ateg, I want to rub you on my leg”:
(Anacrusis)
Ateg ateg, you are the one
Metaphor for the rising sun
Something something ateg; dirt
Rebirthal metaphor alert
Ateg, ateg, cans’t you see?
Cause I cannot, and thou shalt be me
Haha-wstfgl-ha-ha-ateg
Summoning of the last uncreative dreg-
with which to drown allusions toward normalcy-
melodious, melancholy, consummation of nutmeg.
(Some of the above was copied, word for word, from my translation essay in todays exam)
Yay for “It was just a dream” ending!
PandaGestile: good news on the learning-a-dead-not-so-dead-but-still language front. Did you learn that c/ words were pronounced like a hard k/ because that always tripped me up. Is your latin learnin the same as my learning Middle English learning… Because that’s not going so well. (I’d write that in ME, but that’s how bad I am). You know what they say: Alea iacta est… That can’t be right?
Since we’re throwing loose translations around: here is my mine of the first ten or so lines of the Wife of Bath Prologue:
I know what I’m talkin’ about like
There’s like no one out there for me
Trust me, being married is a drag
OMG I knew this ever since I was a little girl
Thank God LOL, but like uh get it,
Been to the Court House, I’ve been married five times!
I know right! Five times
They were studs, in their own way
But some bitch was talkin’ some shit
About this one guy who went to only one wedding
And that I should take his advice and not be a Florida Bride.
I love how the squid alternates between being extremely expressive and totally inscrutable. Such is the nature of squids. They work in mysterious weights.
For is it not written, all life is but a dream?