à vrai dire

...je ne sais point quoi écrire. un ami m’a dit d’écrire, mais ne m’a rien dit autour de quoi écrire ! pas de problème; je peux me débrouiller à trouver quelque chose d’intérêt...j’en suis certain...

il ne me reste que huit semaines d’étude cette année. la semaine prochaine est l’intercession, suivi de sept semaines de classes. en peu de temps ma deuxième année du programme sera une mémoire. je n’arrive quasiment pas à y croire.

cette année j’ai appris bien de choses—de l’interprétation, des personnes, de moi-même. m’ont-elle revelé une vérité de la condition humaine ? suis-je plus sage après ces quelques mois-ce d’apprentissage ? ai-je maturé...âgé ?

ai-je les réponses à ces questions ci-haut ? non. de plus, je ne veux guère les savoir.

demain je serai encore étudiant : de l’interprétation et de la vie.


hic extraneus sum

tota una família

avui és la diada de la família.


que la haguéssiu passat amb família vostra o bé amb bons amics!


hic extraneus sum

sdrawkcab

ever wonderrednow reve

what words look likeekil kool sdrow tahw

backwardssdrawkcab

??

some words areera sdrow emos

just funnyynnuf tsuj

palindromessemordnilap

of courseesruoc fo

are entertaininggniniatretne era

simple orro elpmis

complexxelpmoc

fork

korf

cowhide

edihwoc

have i lost my mind completely?

?yletelpmoc dnim ym tsol i evah

semordnilap palindromes

stressed desserts

god dog

animallamina

gets ya thinking...

mus suenartxe cih

a neu leef

anymaan kenn of a good job out there? I spak with my boss today about werk and my contract came up. not so much came up as i brought it up. only a few weeks left before it would need reneuing. this may not come to pass. harsh tides, you see.

that writ, i’m nou on the look-out fer a neu job...one that fits my current school schedule as well as my current job one that pays as comfortably as my currently job one that is a conveniently located as my current job. not tou many criteria.

i coud always go back to temping; but that would mean starting again from the bottom of the barrell. also, i feer i’ve become soomhwat of a job-snob: i want hwat i want and woun’t settle fer less than that.

so... hwo’s hiring?

hic extraneus sum

hwy can i not ferget?

maan would think a pirson coud ferget about soomthing and just let it be. but, hwen that soomthing keeps popping up in maan's life and it still maaks him crazy; that isn't right. hwy can i not ferget? he's not soommaan i need not worry about. yet, hwene'er i see him, i spiral dounward still.

for those of you out there, have ye anything te say? soom words of advice or soomthing? have ye been through soomthing similar hwer ye tryed to ferget a pirson and put 'em behind you but can not get 'em out of mind?

soomtimes i think i put tou much into the little things and that i get lorn in my oun invented world. te be fair; i can control hou things are in my oun world. i need not worry about outside problems or things running amuck. frak that. i really really want it to end. no really, i want this longing to be done with. hwo keeps on with things such as these?

the day i can not care about the things over hwich i have no control werd be a great day indeed. till then, let's hope i don't maak a fool out of myself.

hic extraneus sum