everything
House: We actually got two pictures up on the wall. The yard has been composted (so it looks dirty to me). The trees are stabilizing slowly. The boxes that still need unpacking are all either paperwork or trinkets.
School: I did another chapter of Spanish. There's only one essay and one more chapter before the midterm. The pressure is on. My sister in law supposedly got an A in her Spanish class and she's white.
La raza: Another weird side effect of being displaced culturally by the military is that I didn't get offended last night when an idiot went off in chat about how he hated learning Spanish because it would never help him since Mexicans should learn English when they move here. There was a lot more, but really I was just thinking "And what about the those Boston people? It's not like they ever learned English! If everyone has to learn English, then Everyone has to learn English!" ;)
But for school I was looking at NCLA's website (note: ncla.com is a porn site) and started thinking about how I feel about a National Language. What's the point, really? Why is it bad? Would it do anything besides hinder us (America as a country) even further? Europeans grow up with all kinds of languages. They don't get all huffy about it. Do they?
Music: The internet radio I've been listening to has been playing this hilarious song (in a so sad but true way). I think it's by "Panic! At the disco" and called "I write sins, not tragedies" but the info on the streaming songs is weird some times. The words may not seem funny, but it's one of those peppy songs like the one about child abuse. Any way, apparently there's all kinds of 'net debate on what exactly it means. Who it the PoV and is he just appalled by human behavior or does he have a personal stake in the matter, etc. etc.
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words.
"What a beautiful wedding!", "What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."
(Chorus) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...
Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne
(Chorus) Again.. (Chorus) Again.. (Chorus)
School: I did another chapter of Spanish. There's only one essay and one more chapter before the midterm. The pressure is on. My sister in law supposedly got an A in her Spanish class and she's white.
La raza: Another weird side effect of being displaced culturally by the military is that I didn't get offended last night when an idiot went off in chat about how he hated learning Spanish because it would never help him since Mexicans should learn English when they move here. There was a lot more, but really I was just thinking "And what about the those Boston people? It's not like they ever learned English! If everyone has to learn English, then Everyone has to learn English!" ;)
But for school I was looking at NCLA's website (note: ncla.com is a porn site) and started thinking about how I feel about a National Language. What's the point, really? Why is it bad? Would it do anything besides hinder us (America as a country) even further? Europeans grow up with all kinds of languages. They don't get all huffy about it. Do they?
Music: The internet radio I've been listening to has been playing this hilarious song (in a so sad but true way). I think it's by "Panic! At the disco" and called "I write sins, not tragedies" but the info on the streaming songs is weird some times. The words may not seem funny, but it's one of those peppy songs like the one about child abuse. Any way, apparently there's all kinds of 'net debate on what exactly it means. Who it the PoV and is he just appalled by human behavior or does he have a personal stake in the matter, etc. etc.
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words.
"What a beautiful wedding!", "What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."
(Chorus) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...
Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne
(Chorus) Again.. (Chorus) Again.. (Chorus)