Our aspirations are wrapped up in books.
Jul. 28th, 2008 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flyakateIn the beginning was the Word. And the Word was made flesh. It was so in the beginning and it is so today. The language, the Word, carries within it the history, the culture, the traditions, the very life of a people, the flesh. Language is people. We cannot conceive of a people without a language, or a language without a people. The two are one and the same. To know one is to know the other. (Ulibarri, 295)
OMG, I love school. Especially on the internet. Lookit all the words.
Oh, and the internet is totally helpful in finding things, like the Due South fanfic that I couldn't remember the title of. So go read Love and Other Bruises, because it's some lovely (if there is such a thing) hurt/comfort Fraser/Kowalski. Enough backslashes for you ;o) Mmm, old fanfic, brings me back to the days of the Hexwood archive in the computer lab between classes at boarding school. Awww, I wasscarred influenced from such a young age...
Seeing as today I woke up at 8:12 (to be at work at 8:30; amazingly, I made it by 8:33, which doesn't quite seem physically possible) I think I should go to bed in the attempt to get up earlier.
But I went and saw Mamma Mia with some counselors from school, and it was cute and stupid and I love the fact that Colin Firth and Pierce Brosnan and Stellan Skarsgård totally just dance around with very little (if at all) shame. Even if Pierce really can't sing as well as one might like. But I got to sing along with "Take a Chance on Me", as well as "Mamma Mia", and suddenly I was back at boarding school (again) and first seeing Priscilla, Queen of the Desert and getting those songs irrevocably stuck in my head.
The more things change, the more they stay the same, it seems.
OMG, I love school. Especially on the internet. Lookit all the words.
Oh, and the internet is totally helpful in finding things, like the Due South fanfic that I couldn't remember the title of. So go read Love and Other Bruises, because it's some lovely (if there is such a thing) hurt/comfort Fraser/Kowalski. Enough backslashes for you ;o) Mmm, old fanfic, brings me back to the days of the Hexwood archive in the computer lab between classes at boarding school. Awww, I was
Seeing as today I woke up at 8:12 (to be at work at 8:30; amazingly, I made it by 8:33, which doesn't quite seem physically possible) I think I should go to bed in the attempt to get up earlier.
But I went and saw Mamma Mia with some counselors from school, and it was cute and stupid and I love the fact that Colin Firth and Pierce Brosnan and Stellan Skarsgård totally just dance around with very little (if at all) shame. Even if Pierce really can't sing as well as one might like. But I got to sing along with "Take a Chance on Me", as well as "Mamma Mia", and suddenly I was back at boarding school (again) and first seeing Priscilla, Queen of the Desert and getting those songs irrevocably stuck in my head.
The more things change, the more they stay the same, it seems.
