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November 24th, 2001 - 6:14 p.m.I'm Currently Avoiding:
Let's do another diary entry...why not? After all, I need to hide the fact that I did an actual entry for once last night without any copying or pasting being done, except for when I was linking things, then I copied and pasted a lot of the time, but really, it's not like I can be expected to remember the address of everything. You! You want me to be able to remember everything, don't you? How dare you! Why, I oughtta...do the days! Yesterday, today, and tomorrow,
November 23 is .... National Cashew Day (Oooh...Cashews! Yum.)
November 24 is .... Use Even If Seal Is Broken Day (Hmm. Somehow this strikes me as a very *bad* idea, well, unless I'm the one who broke the seal to begin with. But then again, maybe I'm just paranoid and broken seals don't mean that somebody tampered with the contents.)
November 25 is .... National Parfait Day (Oooh...Parfaits! Yum. The ones at McDonald's aren't that bad. And there are ice cream parfaits that are pretty good too.)
untoward (adj. un-TOH-erd or un-TORD)
1 : difficult to manage : stubborn, willful
2 : inconvenient, troublesome
If you've got a rebellious streak, untoward is the word for you. Hundreds of years ago, English speakers used the word toward to mean docile or willing to learn. By the 1500s, they were using untoward as the opposite of that cooperative toward. Someone who was untoward was difficult to control and hard to work with. Today, the docile sense of toward is obsolete, but untoward is still a synonym of unruly, undisciplined, unmanageable, and fractious.
Dum de dum de dum....Smurfs! La la la la la la, la la la la la... Obviously I have nothing to say if I'm breaking out into song on a diary where you can't actually sing, and you can only see the words/noises typed. There's really no point in ever doing that unless you're out of words, or there's a specific reason for placing song lyrics in your diary, such as the lyrics perfectly fit your mood/what's going on in your life at the moment, and you feel that the song expresses your own emotions better than you could articulate them. Blah blah blah...(pretend there was a rant or something here to make yourself feel better). I think I'm tired of this now. 'Till next time... (the frig? Am I now doing some sort of TV show?)
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And I like it that way.