Aagh! Just got a notice that my extra userpics are expiring quickly. what to do, what to do? I don’t think I can live with just 15.<\/p>\n
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The annual school photos came in the mail yesterday. Martin and Karin have serious expressions in both of theirs, although Karin looks like she’s about to go ballistic on someone, she’s got that glint in her eye. Martin actually looks a little surprised. <\/p>\n
He told me that they had an English lesson in school today. They had to choose the color of a tomato from a 3-choice list of words. *ROLLS EYES* Considering that the Swedish word for red is r\u00f6d<\/i>, I’m pretty sure EVERYONE in the class could manage it. I think the time has come for ME to go ballistic on someone.<\/p>\n
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After almost completely losing my voice for 2 days and feeling like hammered shit for nearly a week, I’m starting to feel like the worst is over, but still didn’t make it to choir tonight, because I can’t even manage to read half a chapter of Ozma of Oz<\/i> to Martin at bedtime without my voice going all scratchy and squeaky with the terrible tickle. He had to finish reading the chapter out loud himself, and I find myself boggling a bit again over the really big words that L. Frank Baum consistently uses throughout his children’s novels, and the fact that Martin seems to take most of them in stride, only stopping me now and then to ask what something means. I remember reading once that Beatrix Potter used one really advanced word in each of her children’s stories because she thought it was really important not to condescend to children. That was cool, but L. Frank wipes up the town with her one word and then some.<\/p>\n
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I am never bored at work. Never. Not once in an entire year have I been bored.<\/p>\n
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The other day in Malm\u00f6 I saw a banner stretched across one of the little cobblestoned streets in the center of town promoting an exhibition at the Malm\u00f6 Art Museum: GOD SMAK! it said in great big letters. It took me a few dizzy-Swenglish moments to register that it was Swedish, meaning “Good Taste!” and my visions of a very vengeful Almighty putting the smackdown on the gallery were dashed.<\/p>\n
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I bought galestorm<\/a>‘s rolling desk chair yesterday which was on the block after she purchased her throne<\/a>. It’s farted on me thrice, and made me laugh every time.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Too many of my journal posts are little bits of brain fluff separated by 3-asterisk bookends.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n That doesn’t stop me from blithely doing more.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Book-related Things I Love to Buy But Rarely Use<\/b>: bookplates, bookmarks, bookends
\nNumber of Books I’ve Read So Far This Year<\/b>: 87 (Jan-Oct)<\/font>
\nHow That Compares With the Last 2 Years<\/b>: 104 in 2004, 83 in 2003 (Mar-Dec)<\/font>
\nAverage Books Read Per Month<\/b>: 8.4<\/p>\n