This morning, the snow came down in clumps. At breakfast, I happened to look down to the Peirce patio and I noticed that there are now tables and chairs: perfect timing. But then there was the snow in clumps. That only lasted a little while, and as the day warmed up, it turned to harsh wind and rain, which is very unpleasant, as I'm sure anyone will attest. So, I'm stuck in my room, needing to do dance homework which will help me to be one with my body. But good news: although all of these windows are so drafty, I finally remembered to turn my heat on. Now, it may seem sort of silly that I left it off for so long, but the heat box is in a particular place. And that place is hidden. Because I've hung a canvas on top of it. Oops. It's a drawing of a camera by a friend of mine. He has a whole series of electronic objects that speak to us on small canvasses.
Here's a saying I learned today: House guests are like fish-- they stink after three days. A Californian friend of mine made a particular print that claimed: "Ideas are like fish." And while I think she meant that they are slippery and illusive, I can't help but tangle her words with the aforementioned saying. (Mostly I just wanted to say aforementioned. Because I like the bends of that word.)
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yes, aforementioned is a really good one! but do you want to know a cool word that I learned this week? of course you do. it's abecedarian! feast on that. its primary meaning is of or relating to the alphabet. another is rudimentary.
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