Elaby's LiveJournal - 57 Academics

Day two. It's bad.

Rachel: Oh shit, I'm on Pinterest again.
Katie: Rachel, get off Pinterest!
Rachel: BUT THERE ARE MORE PINS.

Will the desire to participate in Nano triumph over our short attention spans? One can only watch and hope.

I love this month. I truly do. It has Nano and leaves on the ground and black branches against the sky all turquoise, and my birthday and Thanksgiving, but holy mother is it crammed full of stuff. So, my lovely beautiful wonderful f'listies, if I haven't commented on some of your stuff lately that you think I ought've, rest assured that I've bookmarked it and I will read it sometime. *hug squishes you all*

For now, I leave you with this e-mail exchange between my most perfect wifey and me, a couple of days ago, at work:

elaby: It's SO one of those days for EVERYbody here. *hides under desk and snaps jaws at passersby*
caitirin: Oooh ferocious snapping Elaby! *guards fingers* *leaves offerings of half dressed detectives speaking in guarded ways about deep abiding friendships with lots of hand touching*
elaby: !!! *wibble* *glomptacklelove* YOU ARE THE BEST WIFE EVER THERE WAS. NO FOOLIN'.

Is she not? She knows me so well.

Watching Miss Marple on PBS tonight, we were reminded (by a chance remark, not a comparison to the plot) of this little... something... caitirin came up with for _melisande_ way back when we were undergrads. I may have helped some :3 We can't remember exactly what the assignment was, but I think _melisande_ had to write something in pentameter as an assignment. It's not perfectly iambic, at any rate, so the assignment couldn't have been that... Anyway, this is what we gave her:

A peaceful tale with one aberration:
A sudden death by defenestration.

Anyone know if there's a name for the metrical form - ' - ' - ' - - ' - ?

Also, to counter all that culture up there, we had this conversation this afternoon.

elaby: *looking at a bottle of juice* What's flash pasteurization?
caitirin: Maybe they take a superheated element and stick it in or something.
elaby: ... or they show it their boobies and it's so scared that all the microbes die.

*shifty look* ... *runs*

I have a new desktop image, and I have a new header on my LJ! Caitirin made me both :) But she said I had to post this because apparently she thinks I'm funny or something *loves her*

caitirin: *plays Love is a Battlefield on her computer*
elaby: That's funny, because I was driving home today and I was all ranty and going "For the love of god, if I have to hear Love is a Battlefield on the radio one more time..."
caitirin: *looks guilty*
elaby: No, it's okay! I was just thinking that because the radio stations all go on and on about "Variety, variety, variety!" and all they ever freaking play is Uptown Girl and Love is a Battlefield.

It's the TRUTH. And I really like Billy Joel, but OMG. Yes, I know, you deflower Catholic virgins. And that guy who was "born in a small town" and "learned to fear Jesus in a small town." Shut up already. Jesus doesn't want you to fear him. Dear local radio stations - PLAY SOMETHING ELSE, PLZKTHX.

There's a station called Mike FM, which has no DJs and "plays everything", and they're pretty good. But when they say they play everything, they only sort of mean it. They don't play country or Enya or classical music. They mostly play a mix of 70's, 80's, and 90's rock interspersed with bizarre things I've heard OF but hardly ever heard - like "The Real Slim Shady". That's right, folks - they play Eminem and then five minutes later, Frank Sinatra. So it keeps you interested, at least.

elaby: You know what I want to do? Watch Titus.
caitirin: Let's get hammered and watch Shakespeare!

Note on the mood icon: I've had two sips so far, but I NEVER get to use this icon!