The most beautiful thing about the internet is that it occasionally affords you the rare gift of feeling pride in someone with whom you have never spoken. I found this extremely moving. I hope you do, too.
Apr. 18th, 2005
My dirty little secrets
Apr. 18th, 2005 04:02 pmI know how to correctly use semicolons, and the only reason that I don't use them much more often is because it makes me feel vaguely self-conscious since other people do it so seldom.
I do actually sometimes look at the properties of pictures that people post, just to see if they're remotely linking from someone they're not supposed to. I do this even though I don't have a strong knee-jerk reaction to people who do this (although some of the funniest moments in the web design world have come when someone changes their images to prevent people from doing this). I'm also not saying that I haven't done it myself.. I'm just really curious, and I don't know why.
I never give money to telemarketers. Never--and that includes the policemen and firefighters. You're still calling me at home, aren't you? Doesn't matter much to me if you're an organization that's allowed to bypass the no-call list, you're still getting on my last nerve.
I also sharply notice when people mess up the order of pronouns in writing, even though I am sometimes guilty of doing it when speaking--more out of a feeling out sounding stupid doing it right since speech is rather casual in my neck of the woods. SpongeBob and I went to the store, Squidword gave the krabby patties to SpongeBob and me. I think of this as the soap opera mistake--my theory is that they get this wrong so often on daytime television because no one else spends so much time writing scripts where the characters are supposed to be rich and uppity. "Please! Just give my child back to your husband and I! That's where she belongs!" (Not to poke fun at Passions or anything. Kind of like beating a dead horse on that one.)
But, picking out errors or not, I will always rephrase what I'm trying to say just to avoid a questionable grammar or punctuation problem--yet, I'm still too lazy to look up the rules I wonder about the most.
I am sometimes nice to people that I don't want to be nice to, and yet, I consider it one of my character flaws.
I don't know the difference between an MRI and a CT scan. (However, I am apparently in good company on this one, because I never even knew that I didn't know the difference until someone at work asked if anyone else knew.)
I don't know how engines really work, or actually, how cars work. I don't know how cassette tapes work. I don't understand how printers or wireless connections work, except by magic. And don't even ask me about lightbulbs.
I don't remember most of what I learned in that CPR class I took in high school.
I have never made a pie crust from scratch.
And.. most of all.. none of this really bothers me all that much most of the time. Except maybe the CPR thing.
I do actually sometimes look at the properties of pictures that people post, just to see if they're remotely linking from someone they're not supposed to. I do this even though I don't have a strong knee-jerk reaction to people who do this (although some of the funniest moments in the web design world have come when someone changes their images to prevent people from doing this). I'm also not saying that I haven't done it myself.. I'm just really curious, and I don't know why.
I never give money to telemarketers. Never--and that includes the policemen and firefighters. You're still calling me at home, aren't you? Doesn't matter much to me if you're an organization that's allowed to bypass the no-call list, you're still getting on my last nerve.
I also sharply notice when people mess up the order of pronouns in writing, even though I am sometimes guilty of doing it when speaking--more out of a feeling out sounding stupid doing it right since speech is rather casual in my neck of the woods. SpongeBob and I went to the store, Squidword gave the krabby patties to SpongeBob and me. I think of this as the soap opera mistake--my theory is that they get this wrong so often on daytime television because no one else spends so much time writing scripts where the characters are supposed to be rich and uppity. "Please! Just give my child back to your husband and I! That's where she belongs!" (Not to poke fun at Passions or anything. Kind of like beating a dead horse on that one.)
But, picking out errors or not, I will always rephrase what I'm trying to say just to avoid a questionable grammar or punctuation problem--yet, I'm still too lazy to look up the rules I wonder about the most.
I am sometimes nice to people that I don't want to be nice to, and yet, I consider it one of my character flaws.
I don't know the difference between an MRI and a CT scan. (However, I am apparently in good company on this one, because I never even knew that I didn't know the difference until someone at work asked if anyone else knew.)
I don't know how engines really work, or actually, how cars work. I don't know how cassette tapes work. I don't understand how printers or wireless connections work, except by magic. And don't even ask me about lightbulbs.
I don't remember most of what I learned in that CPR class I took in high school.
I have never made a pie crust from scratch.
And.. most of all.. none of this really bothers me all that much most of the time. Except maybe the CPR thing.