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"She had once lived with a member of the government."
"They will have eaten all the food before we get there."
"He had been drinking heavily before the accident."
"I've accidentally cut myself with the bread knife."
"I was sent to school in Wales even though we'd been living in France for as long as I could remember."
"I was arrested last night."
"Sir Henry Rumboldt built this tower in 1415."
and my personal favorite, this entire conversation:
A: "So, what are you doing now?"
B: "Oh, I'm fixing the roof. The storm we had the other day loosened some tiles. What about you?"
A: "Not much, I'm reading War and Peace for my English exam, but it's heavy going. Fancy going out for a quick drink at The King's Head?"
I love these people.
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And thus records my eager anticipation of the impending doom I like to call Russia, Revisited. Every morning when I wake up, I greet the man I love with a sleepy snuggle, feeling simple and happy and completely at ease. I then realize that I am one day closer to leaving him and everything I'm comfortable with, and I have a small panic. Thus begins the neverending cycle of my daily emotions: happy--panic--happy--panic--all the livelong day. It's not that I regret signing on to the internship, or that I regret doing a silly thing like falling in love minutes before leaving the country. It's just that everything is true, in equally varying degrees, and I think I may be going batty. Oh well, at least I've got you, livejournal junkies.
Anyway, I will be recording my adventures here, as well as my woes. If nothing else, the pictures may be worth a look. But for now, as my anticipation, although exciting personally, is redundant and inaccessible to the world at large, I will try to dazzle you with reflection. For example, here's some reflection right now:
Ahem. I am reflecting, and this summer has been.........pretty awsome. There.
And here's some more:
Chris & Broccoli
me & Linden
Russian play
Daddy Nathan & Sam
The MOF & Chris...(or "Reluctant Bowlers")
me & Matt
Batgirl
me & Laura graduate
Santa Cruz
Mama Sarah & Sam
me & the Bruiser
July 30 2005, 17:30:22 UTC 6 years ago
b)When I was at school in Thailand, I'd overhear the language tapes for the Enlish classes, and it'd always be something like:
"How are you today Frank?"
"Oh, I had a nice spot of tennis, but then I broke my elbow during the game."
"How dreadful!"
"Quite."
Every sentence involved some great danger or bodily harm. All spoken in the most dulcet(dulcetist?) of British inflection. I could not stop laughing.
c) Before I forget: http://www.tallshipschannelislands.com/