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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
Posts: 7,066
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General?!?
![]() ![]() What mean you, ceorl*?!? (...indebtedness to one Fordhim on style...) ![]() *ceorl (Anglo-Saxon) = churl (Middle English) = man (mod. Eng.) |
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Wight
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: Behind the hills
Posts: 164
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Watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail for a class function...for the second time! Four long years ago, I was introduced to this glory through my English class, and now we watched it for an interdisciplinary course. The only thing better than the movie was watching my professor recited the entire film along with it!
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Everlasting Whiteness
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Realising I'm not as much of a techno-dunce as I thought I was! I felt so proud this morning when I managed to install the mouse on my laptop
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” |
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Drummer in the Deep
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Next Sunday A.D.
Posts: 2,145
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![]() Go Saucepan, go Saucepan...
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
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Shadowed Prince
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Thulcandra
Posts: 2,343
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Voltaire belongs in the Shire... though his pessimistic nature would probably get him exiled. Still, perhaps he could ensure his continued existence by telling stories.
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Corpus Cacophonous
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: A green and pleasant land
Posts: 8,390
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![]() Perish the thought! '60s pop is more my kind of dance music. ![]() Although it can get rather noisy and off-putting for others on the dance floor ... ![]()
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Do you mind? I'm busy doing the fishstick. It's a very delicate state of mind! |
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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I assign my writing professor. You don't get a more understanding teacher anywhere. I don't deserve her.
Because for those of you who don't know, I scrapped my term paper less than a week ago and started from scratch. I also started a different paper and couldn't finish it due to time and sanity constraints. She gave me an extension based on that that I really didn't deserve. And then I fell asleep as I was working and didn't get either one actually finished to bring to her office "before 8:00 or I'll turn many shades of purple." As a matter of fact, it was the 8:00 bells that woke me up in time to realize that I was in so much trouble. Still clad in pjs, with my hair uncombed, a tweed blazer, and flipflops, I pretty much sprinted to her office (with unfinished papers printed in blue because, guess what, my black and white cartridge is dead) where I had to try hard to keep from crying because I really didn't plan on going to bed last night and my body thwarted my plans. And she's in her office until 5:00 when "those papers had better be on my desk." I LOVE my writing professor. If she wasn't so amazing, I'd be medicated by now. So yes... I assign understanding professors during finals week, and her most in particular. |
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