Word of the Day for Monday September 8, 2003
defenestrate \dee-FEN-uh-strayt\, transitive verb:
To throw out of a window.
Alright, so this "of the day" is one day late, but then I've never had much of a notion of time (just like my sense of direction... wait a minute WHAT sense of direction... hmm)
Some of his apparent chums . . . would still happily defenestrate him if they caught him near a window.
--Andrew Marr, "No option bar the radical one," [1]Independent, July 5, 1994
I defenestrated a clock to see if time flies!
--Lane Smith, quoted in "Who's News," [2]Time for Kids, September 25, 1998
Ling would, owing to a day of hopeless non-directional studying punctuated by fretful fits of Oreo cookies, dearly love to defenestrate all her Econs and Math books out of the nearest window.
--Ling, quoted in blog "*~Constellation v 3.0~*," [3] September 9, 2003
I've been spending my happy time reading people's blogs instead of studying, owing to a persistent inability to concentrate, owing to my cat's disappearance over the last 24 hours and 47 minutes. Somehow I can't shake the feeling that this is a punishment I deserve for being too attached to something, and then my "intellect, re-awakening" points out the futility and wrongness of this statement, and then I mope around the house and eat cookies on the stairs thinking of how my cat used to sleep there in the afternoons, and then over and over again, on my "sterile round".
Qinying's blog has been quite interesting - yeah I think "My Papa's Waltz" is talking about child abuse and let me guess, the person "C" was Chee Keong right? I was pretty amused over your
...nearly chose "Can a weblog ever replace a personal diary" question for essay, but passed it over cause I know I'll be rambling about intruding of privacy by sneaky surfers who type in your name and BONKERS! Found it your private and public diary, or you might encounter the frightful possibilities of having your life story being made into a movie.
Heh. Hey I wouldn't mind that happening... if that was the worst that could happen. =p You and Mi'er have the disadvantage of being found easily through your nicknames... but type "Ling" into any search engine and a million and one irrelevant searches spring up (I haven't found myself yet, Ailin how did you manage?) including someone known as "Samantha Ling the Merciless" who is an artist... not bad eh? ^_^
Alright. Guess I better get back to Lit (which I chose to study today, seeing it's the only subject I can still absorb with interest in a semi-conscious state).
defenestrate \dee-FEN-uh-strayt\, transitive verb:
To throw out of a window.
Alright, so this "of the day" is one day late, but then I've never had much of a notion of time (just like my sense of direction... wait a minute WHAT sense of direction... hmm)
Some of his apparent chums . . . would still happily defenestrate him if they caught him near a window.
--Andrew Marr, "No option bar the radical one," [1]Independent, July 5, 1994
I defenestrated a clock to see if time flies!
--Lane Smith, quoted in "Who's News," [2]Time for Kids, September 25, 1998
Ling would, owing to a day of hopeless non-directional studying punctuated by fretful fits of Oreo cookies, dearly love to defenestrate all her Econs and Math books out of the nearest window.
--Ling, quoted in blog "*~Constellation v 3.0~*," [3] September 9, 2003
I've been spending my happy time reading people's blogs instead of studying, owing to a persistent inability to concentrate, owing to my cat's disappearance over the last 24 hours and 47 minutes. Somehow I can't shake the feeling that this is a punishment I deserve for being too attached to something, and then my "intellect, re-awakening" points out the futility and wrongness of this statement, and then I mope around the house and eat cookies on the stairs thinking of how my cat used to sleep there in the afternoons, and then over and over again, on my "sterile round".
Qinying's blog has been quite interesting - yeah I think "My Papa's Waltz" is talking about child abuse and let me guess, the person "C" was Chee Keong right? I was pretty amused over your
...nearly chose "Can a weblog ever replace a personal diary" question for essay, but passed it over cause I know I'll be rambling about intruding of privacy by sneaky surfers who type in your name and BONKERS! Found it your private and public diary, or you might encounter the frightful possibilities of having your life story being made into a movie.
Heh. Hey I wouldn't mind that happening... if that was the worst that could happen. =p You and Mi'er have the disadvantage of being found easily through your nicknames... but type "Ling" into any search engine and a million and one irrelevant searches spring up (I haven't found myself yet, Ailin how did you manage?) including someone known as "Samantha Ling the Merciless" who is an artist... not bad eh? ^_^
Alright. Guess I better get back to Lit (which I chose to study today, seeing it's the only subject I can still absorb with interest in a semi-conscious state).
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