Hello everyone. It is /Autumn/, and with /Autumn/-time comes new motions, new ideas, whole new varieties of cynical contemplation. This /Autumn/, I find that everything must change - the drudgery of "work", consumption of musty ales, excursions to Vallarsa, the mourning of my youth when such things as Democracy were more than idealistic fancies and the World seemed but an open peach, turning in the sweet gravelly soup of opportunity. No, that's ALL changed. POW.
I have little time. With but five months remaining until I take a copy of the Muqaddimah across the sub-continent in search of Mockbeggar, and the Delorean doing 16mpg, and that same drudgery running low, we must ask: what is to be done?
R. Randolph
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UPDATE
India was a malarial land of variously hot and sodden plains, dense mountains stewed in pollen-rich mists, and dog-wandered streets lined with the corpses of things while the sound of car-horns hustled my nights to a premature end. Now I work, and find myself at the hours I least desire on my hands and knees, rifling through tins and sachets. It's not opportune. GIVE ME ONE CHANCE TO CHANGE THINGS JUST ONE MORE CHANCE I BEG
I have little time. With but five months remaining until I take a copy of the Muqaddimah across the sub-continent in search of Mockbeggar, and the Delorean doing 16mpg, and that same drudgery running low, we must ask: what is to be done?
R. Randolph
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UPDATE
India was a malarial land of variously hot and sodden plains, dense mountains stewed in pollen-rich mists, and dog-wandered streets lined with the corpses of things while the sound of car-horns hustled my nights to a premature end. Now I work, and find myself at the hours I least desire on my hands and knees, rifling through tins and sachets. It's not opportune. GIVE ME ONE CHANCE TO CHANGE THINGS JUST ONE MORE CHANCE I BEG
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greengable on February 20, 2007I believe that the “rule”: one must not end a sentence with a preposition to be a common erroneous belief. Somewhere in the vast history of language some pretentious wanker (Robert Lowth – I think you will find this blunder is attributed to) came up with this unnecessary need to “round off” one’s sentences. I am very fond, in fact, of finishing my sentences with a preposition and I will continue to do so!
It is not the breaking of an age old lingual commandment and the only potential justification behind me changing my ways is that it doesn’t ‘alf make one sound thick, innit. (Or possibly your incessant nagging!)
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Temujin on July 31, 2006Some say that Central Asia peaked under his reign, so he wouldn't be a bad namesake. I'm only kidding; I don't really care =)
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Christina Prince on July 29, 2006No I don't speak the language,, but I do admire Genghis Khan. Would you rather I be Fausta P Timur the Lame?
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brown paper bag on November 20, 2005Ok no lobsters lol.Yes my real name is Helen
