I get silly when I'm tired. I don't know what Rich's excuse is.
E=Me
R=azureoceanlight
1)
This email string started as a result of Rich forgetting to tell me something, then apologizing.
R: Sorry about that....I honestly forgot…
E: got it. No big whoop.
R: thanks,.....love you!
PS: something for you to think about:
if there can be such a thing as a "big whoop", then what on earth would constitute a "little whoop"?
E: A little whoop would be what a big whoop isn't. Hence, something that is 'no big whoop' is a little whoop.
E: This is, of course, purely in the context of whooptitude. For example: a shrimp is not a little whoop. It's no kind of whoop. However, ordering lobster and receive shrimp is a big whoop. Ordering shrimp, asking to hold the tartar sauce and still receiving a thing of tartar sauce is a little whoop.
R: "Little Whoop"
sounds like a southerner hip-hop
record label.
E: That's my new stage name.
R: "whooptitude"!!!
You just invented the greatest word in the world!
E: score!
R: Wheeeee!
*coins the even newer term, "Wheeeeetitude", trying to be like you*
E: I'm totally posting this conversation on my lj
2)
Random email string:
R: I just used the word, "diminuendo" in a poem draft.
E: Is it an actual word or did you make it up?
R: It's a word,....it's a musical description, to do, i believe, with a decrease in tempo or intensity of the playing of instruments
E: Oh, 'cause it sounded like you were insinuating that I'm short.