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Assuming They Don't Cart Me Off To The Asylum...

December 16, 2001 - 11:30 p.m.

I'm Currently Avoiding:

My back is killing me. Finals are killing me. My obsessive need to procrastinate is killing me.

The pain in my back is driving me crazy. Finals are driving me crazy. My diary's strange vacillation between not having errors, and then having errors for no discernable reason is driving me crazy. All these things are culminating in the song of the day

Song of the Day: "Somewhere Down the Crazy River" by Robbie Robertson Because by this time tomorrow or so, that's where I'll be. Assuming they don't just cart me off to the asylum that is.

Sometimes, it's fun to conglobate rice...or something

conglobate (v. kahn-GLOH-bayt or kun-GLOH-bayt)

: to form into a round compact mass

Sharp-eyed readers may have noticed the globe in conglobate. The globe connection goes all the way back to Latin -- conglobate descends from the Latin verb conglobare, which in turn comes from the prefix con- (meaning with, together) and globus (meaning globe). Conglobare also means to form into a ball, and in the 16th century it gave us the word conglobe, of the same meaning. A century after conglobe first appeared in print, its cousin conglobate arrived on the scene. You may be wondering if the word glob is a relative too. Glob isn't linked directly to conglobate, but it does have a possible link to globe. Etymologists think that glob might have originated as a blend of globe and blob.



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