Thursday, April 13, 2006

I would so use a semi-comma if there were such a thing

It figures that I would be my own 9000th hit. I was also 8999 from a different IP

today's word - yarn

He started to tell me his story and even though it only had just began it seemed to go on and on. I stopped listening and once I noticed he stopped talking I said "That's quite some story" He said "It was a yarn"

so, he asked a question which required a discrete answer so I softly told him the answer.

"What?" he asked.

I leaned a little closer to him and repeated myself.

"What?" he asked louder than before.

I rolled my eyes and thought about what my reaction was going to be. I wanted to let him know that first his question irritated me and second that if he could not discern that I wished to keep things quiet than he was an imbecile. I, however, chose to just repeat myself yet again.


I am in desperate need of a haircut. I would prove that fact with a photo but I am lazy.

I use too many contractions according to some so I will stop using them just to prove I can.

I think contractions are great things. I think they are like comfort food. It is a casual affair, most of my writing is, and the joining of two words in print much like you would do in conversation gives a laid back feel as long as you are not hung up on proper writing convention.

I actually do not know what proper writing convention is but I do know contractions are frowned on much like the use or misuse of semi-colons or run-on sentences or the misuse of conjunctions or switching between verb tenses.

Maybe I should take a class or something.

You may be thinking that I cannot give up contractions, that I use them too much, that I am addicted to contractions and that I would get the shakes if I were to forsake them but I can give up contractions. I only use contractions because I like what contractions do to a sentence and if my use of contractions started to be a problem I could give them up lickety split. I could stop tomorrow. I could. I really really could. Really.

Anyway, I need a haircut. I was going to get it cut last Saturday but then I had to work. I could have worked and then got the haircut but the other choice was to go to work and then go to the bar for lunch. By my need of a haircut you can probably figure out which choice I made.

I drink too much, according to some. I could stop but...

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