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Apr 21, 2010 14:21



For linguistic deprivation to look at all political, as opposed to purely accidental, requires more than that someone benefits from the bias thereby introduced. Deprivation in the political context implies that someone else is responsible for imposing the limitation, for withholding that those deprived are seen as lacking. Linguistic deprivation ( Read more... )

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GAMBLING AND TIPSINESS AND EXCITEMENT possibly_thrice April 21 2010, 22:52:01 UTC
Bridge is an art not best conducted with a blood alcohol content sufficient to make a woman be honest about her opinion of her dear friend's dress, Lady Rust reflected, a little late. Her partner's hands were beginning to tremble noticeably; worse, she was still laughing at her own joke, while Lady Selachii, whose dress it had been, aimed determinedly for absolute zero in her psychic emanations.

Lady Rust didn't regret her unwise choice of partner too much, though, given that she had caught Ronald getting fitted for cowls again only the other evening, and robes were ridiculously expensive these days, the city having rather a shortage of conspicuously uncapitalized seeamstresses ( ... )

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Re: GAMBLING AND TIPSINESS AND EXCITEMENT possibly_thrice April 21 2010, 23:59:59 UTC
(You will have tragic dreams! And I will have tragic... calculus problems. (I never claimed to be aught but a sore winner. Except for that one time, when I did, but that doesn't count. And indeed! The first test, anyway; the others are spaced out over the course of the week following it. *is squished*))

*is gratified*

*waves*

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Re: GAMBLING AND TIPSINESS AND EXCITEMENT clodia_metelli April 22 2010, 15:05:14 UTC
The new cowl arrived in a large box in broad daylight and by the front door, which just went to show (reflected the President of the Convocation for Elite Domination by Means of Linguistic Deprivation) why it was such a damnfool idea to hire a dwarf to do anything. Hadn't he specifically told them to send it round after sunset? didn't they know to go to the tradesman's entrance round the back?

That was the trouble with the city these days. All these uppity dwarves and trolls striding around as if they had any right to use words like 'speciesism' and 'I know my rights, I do!' and 'That'll be twenty dollars upfront, thank you very much, your not-lordship'. They just weren't good old chaps, that's what it was. Didn't understand how things were done in civilised parts of the world. Something Must Be Done. And he would be the one to do it ( ... )

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Re: GAMBLING AND TIPSINESS AND EXCITEMENT possibly_thrice April 23 2010, 05:08:28 UTC
I CAN'T DECIDE WHETHER THE FOOTNOTE OR THE CLOSING LINE WAS THE BEST PART.

THIS IS THE MOST MARVELOUS THING TO COME BACK TO AFTER A BRAINMINCING AP CALCULUS PRACTICE TEST EVER.

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Re: GAMBLING AND TIPSINESS AND EXCITEMENT clodia_metelli April 23 2010, 17:07:15 UTC
MARVELLOUS, IT HAS ACHIEVED ITS PURPOSE. :'D

*sympathy cookies re: TEST*

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Re: GAMBLING AND TIPSINESS AND EXCITEMENT possibly_thrice April 23 2010, 17:16:31 UTC
*eats them all*

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A NIGHT ON THE TOWN (1/2) clodia_metelli April 25 2010, 00:37:04 UTC
“I really don’t see,” said Magdalen Selachii, as they hustled surreptitiously through a dark alley and onto Filigree Street, “why this is necessary. I thought we were being Charitable at Sara’s this week ( ... )

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A NIGHT ON THE TOWN (2/2) clodia_metelli April 25 2010, 00:40:11 UTC
Two mountainous trolls flanked the door. Much to their surprise, Lady Rust apparently failed to notice them entirely, sailing past with the carelessness of one to whom ignoring servants comes as naturally as ignoring tables. Lady Selachii and Lady Venturi, still discussing the finer points of dress-related etiquette, followed her obliviously down the stairs and into the Mended Drum.

Where the Drum’s usual hubbub had hushed to a startled silence. “Isn’t it charming?” said Lady Rust, happily surveying the grimy walls, battered furniture and soaked sawdust floor.[1] A shocked array of scarred faces surveyed her back, to no effect whatsoever. She raised her voice, hoping to interrupt the rather heated conversation going on behind her. “All sorts of heroic chaps frequent this place, I hear. If we’re lucky, we may see what I believe is known as ‘a bar brawl’. And Ronald was telling me just the other day that the place is a blight upon the fair name of Ankh-Morpork, so we can be quite sure we won’t meet him here, which is the ( ... )

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Re: A NIGHT ON THE TOWN (2/2) possibly_thrice April 25 2010, 15:46:23 UTC
There needs to be way more fanfiction in the world about these characters.

Also: ~GOOEY LOVE FOR THIS~, I has it.

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Re: A NIGHT ON THE TOWN (2/2) clodia_metelli April 25 2010, 16:31:57 UTC
I agree! You could write it for me?

Also, YAY! :D

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Re: A NIGHT ON THE TOWN (2/2) possibly_thrice April 25 2010, 16:37:19 UTC
Not today, I have a strict physics-and-math study regimen awaiting me as soon as I get out of bed.

Yayyyyyy.

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Re: A NIGHT ON THE TOWN (2/2) clodia_metelli April 25 2010, 16:39:08 UTC
I am making the saddest of sadfaces on your behalf. :'(

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Re: A NIGHT ON THE TOWN (2/2) possibly_thrice April 25 2010, 16:41:10 UTC
*thanks you kindly for your sympathetic wiggling of the mouth*

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Re: A NIGHT ON THE TOWN (2/2) clodia_metelli April 25 2010, 16:44:10 UTC
If I could be of use, I would!

But, well.

I can't. So. :'D

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