The book I'm reading right now? Absolutely rocks.
I'm still reading Verbatim. It's fascinating. Of course, I'm a language geek. *grin* So far, I've read articles entitled:
"Nullspeak: A Question of Rotating Strawberry Madonnas" (about phrases that will never be used)
"Slayer Slang" (yes, it's about that Slayer)
"Fanguage" (about sf fandom lingo)
and "Identity and Language in the SM Scene" (Guess.)
*bounce* When I'm done with this book, I have one about the history of candy to read. I know--I'm strange.
I was bored last night, so I decided to make a round of telephone calls. This is a big deal for me, because I hate using the phone. First, I called my sister. She and her foster sister were play-arguing. It was kinda funny.
"She taught me how to read."
"I know--you tell me every day!"
"Well, she did!"
"I know! And she taught herself how to read!"
"What, you don't believe me?"
"I do, but you tell me--"
"Every day, I know."
(The argument was about me, in case you were wondering. *grin*)
Then her foster mother decided, on the spur of the moment, to come up to Boston today. It took a while to figure out where we would meet. We finally decided on right in front of my dorm.
We had a great time today. The group was myself, R (my sister), A (her foster sister) and J (her foster mother). We went to Quincy Market and wandered around for a few hours. Then we had lunch at a nice restaurant (the name of which slips my mind at the moment). R and A were acting very, very strangely the entire time. They kept speaking in fake British accents and trying to attract attention. I guess I should expect anything else from two 16-year-olds, huh? :-)
Anyway, back to last night. I called my foster mother, and we chatted for a while. That was nice. It was quiet there, too, so I didn't have to worry about the call being interrupted by teenaged girls fighting over telephone privileges.
Then, I called my Big Sister, T. We talked about school and stuff like that. Her courseload seems larger than mine--and she works full-time, too!
All of these people were so shocked to hear from me. I was quite amused by their reactions. I think that calling more often would be a good idea.
Look at that horrible thing on your neck!
Hurry! Go look in the mirror and check!
It's hairy, and spotty, and ugly, and red...
But no need to worry... it's only your head!
I just wish I could remember where I read it...