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22 March 2006
ANNOYANCE OF THE DAY:→[More:] "frozen tundra". By definition, a tundra features a layer of permanantly frozen soil. You do not need to explicitly define it as frozen, goddammit.
This lady stood immediately behind me and to the right instead of just behind me in the lunch line. She stood as close to me as possible and made sure to take a step whenever I took a step. She gave no explanation for this behavior. Is it really hard to just stand in line?
cmonkey, you know I've got your back, right? And you know that if you want to kick some ass about this I'll be right there with you, swinging both fists, making sure my ten hole lineman's Redwings are pounding where they need to be and people get the message that they should not, they cannot, they must not, piss you off like this again.
However...I've always liked the phrase "frozen tundra" for it's evocation of cold desolation. It may seem redundant, but I don't think it really is. I think "frozen" does not modify the noun "tundra" like it modifies "daquiri" in the drink. I think frozen, in this case, is an adjective that applies to the air above the tundra, to the whole landscape, if you will. It's not repetition, exactly, although there is that element present. It's expansion.
Oh dear. In the winter here, the tundra is frozen; in the summer, it is not. The tundra at the latitudes that have permafrost is different from the tundra where I live, though.
selfnoise, that situation is usually when I find myself with an insurmountable need to put my hands on my hips and make my elbows as sticky-outy and pointy as possible.
My major annoyance today is with my apartment and laundry, which all SELFISHLY REFUSES TO CLEAN ITSELF, even though I'm sitting here politely and not nagging.
pie, I went to junior high and highschool in Newberg and then attended PLU for two years before fleeing to UW. If I never, ever, ever smell the sulphur of paper mills again, it will not be a day too soon.
And, cmonkey, I missed your welcome back thread yesterday: it's nice have back on playground!
talking to the cable people right now
or should i say hold music
while doing laundry
and moving all my furniture
while discovering i've possibly missed appointments
wait, pain
The annoyance of my day is: asshole neighbors who insist on fertilizing their lawns, even though A) all those chemicals run off into the Sound and fuck up the fish, B) those who don't fertilize have lawns that look just as good, if not better, than the chemically treated ones, and most importantly C) lawn fertilizer is poisonous to dogs. Given the canine population here (heh, I typed "pupulation"), you'd think they'd be more careful.
The restaurant next to my office is closed but put on a CD that is repeating the same 5 second bit over and over again. It has been doing so for 3 hours. I don't even know what the song is- some top 40 thing.
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