Heck is my new favourite word and I've been saying it a lot don't tell my mum
I went to a wedding yesterday, which was obviously fantastic.
*****END OF INTERVIEW*******
I'm getting really super into karaoke these days. I used to go just for the singing, but now I'm starting to really love watching other people perform. I wrote a meaningful poem about karaoke, and Housemate Dave gave it a very sincere ten out of ten.
/POEM
Sometime last semester
At Bar One karaoke on a Thursday night
A girl stood up and sang 'Say My Name'
Pitch perfect
Flawlessly timed
I was singing along
when her eyes
met mine
I don't even know watch she's called
/END POEM
I went to a wedding yesterday, which was obviously fantastic.
- Ben and Jenny got married
- Fantastic
- Had a most wonderful time with many old friends
- Fantastic
- Had a wonderful time with several new friends
- Oh yeah good fantastic
- Stayed in a really posh hotel and ate like a king
- Very nice lovely
- Dressed up nice, looked / felt important
- Not bad
- Met a friendly art restoration man on a bus through the countryside
- Pretty enjoyable
- Handed in weekend assessment on time despite serious commitment to having fun
- Did very well
- Ceilidh'ed long into the night with great vigor
- Always the absolute best
- Four young ladies consecutively declined offer of slow dance
- Heck.
- Roaring insecurity
- Self-worth demolished
- Play it cool
- Confide in long standing friend
- "It's because you smell."
i dont care
Okay next thing:
A while ago I thought it would be a good idea to interview 'Garlic Bread Memes'. Old people, memes (pronounced 'meh-meys') are a special kind of joke on the internet. Like everything on the internet, memes are a massive waste of time. It's pretty inane, but they made me promise I'd send them a link. Here's to experimental journalism.
Me: Why garlic bread?"
Garlic Bread Memes: Why not? Best bread around
In an increasingly permissive society, what's it like holding onto the ideal of the objective goodness of GB?
I mean, garlic bread is the best bread that exists. People can think what they want about the other breads but we know ours is best
Interesting. Why do you use memes to communicate the goodness of GB?
Garlic bread is funny, so are memes, it's just a good combo and we find it funny
Cool. Are the variants of garlic bread (burnt, cheesy etc) ever improvements, or is GB best in its purest form?
All garlic bread is the best regardless of variety
Does that allow for personal preference between variants?
Yes, but as long as it's garlicky and bready it is the best
So is it possible to produce bad garlic bread?
Maybe burnt garlic bread. Maybe. Other than that no
I see
How is GB love express itself (sic) in the political sphere?
We have no involvement preference or involvement in politics
Me: Why garlic bread?"
Garlic Bread Memes: Why not? Best bread around
In an increasingly permissive society, what's it like holding onto the ideal of the objective goodness of GB?
I mean, garlic bread is the best bread that exists. People can think what they want about the other breads but we know ours is best
Interesting. Why do you use memes to communicate the goodness of GB?
Garlic bread is funny, so are memes, it's just a good combo and we find it funny
Cool. Are the variants of garlic bread (burnt, cheesy etc) ever improvements, or is GB best in its purest form?
All garlic bread is the best regardless of variety
Does that allow for personal preference between variants?
Yes, but as long as it's garlicky and bready it is the best
So is it possible to produce bad garlic bread?
Maybe burnt garlic bread. Maybe. Other than that no
I see
How is GB love express itself (sic) in the political sphere?
We have no involvement preference or involvement in politics
*****END OF INTERVIEW*******
I'm getting really super into karaoke these days. I used to go just for the singing, but now I'm starting to really love watching other people perform. I wrote a meaningful poem about karaoke, and Housemate Dave gave it a very sincere ten out of ten.
/POEM
Sometime last semester
At Bar One karaoke on a Thursday night
A girl stood up and sang 'Say My Name'
Pitch perfect
Flawlessly timed
I was singing along
when her eyes
met mine
I don't even know watch she's called
/END POEM
I didn't go to karaoke last week because I was working on my interim report. My project's all about using computer models to simulate the lifetime trajectory of drinkers. Turns out computers are not yet clever enough to simulate the terrible decisions humans make. My systems engineering interim report was basically a third year psychology essay.
I spent most of last week in the library reading and writing about motives for alcohol consumption, and when I got home in the evening I would feel weirdly motivated to drink. My alcohol project friends say that it's happening to them to. spooky
Holidays soon go home soon good
I spent most of last week in the library reading and writing about motives for alcohol consumption, and when I got home in the evening I would feel weirdly motivated to drink. My alcohol project friends say that it's happening to them to. spooky
Holidays soon go home soon good
You're flagging. Not such engaging language use this time. I think your writing skills are better than this.
ReplyDeleteI'm flattered. This post was admittedly a little elliptical, but I'm of the opinion that not everything I write must serve the purpose of glorifying my literacy. Rest assured that the verbosity you speak so kindly of will re-emerge in due course.
DeleteYou've got the give the people what they want.