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Random thoughts

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I have a tendency to say certain words wrong. It is probably due to slowly going mad. I switch sounds around or otherwise rearrange words to suit my fancy.

And then those new pronunciations become ingrained. It is something I fear if I ever get on Jeopardy. Like say there will be a question about "The Boss" and I will buzz in and say, in all gravity, "Who is Bruce Stringbean?"

Or perhaps there will be a question about the continent where France/Germany/etc. are and I will say it in my usual way which rhymes with purple.



Slowly going mad.

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I'm a pretty advanced case. There are people's names and continents - there is also my grocery list. Hell there is everything.

And, between robustly belting out parts of songs at the drop of a hat, I tend to say a lot of my jibberish things out loud despite being here alone.

Sometimes I wonder what the people who are watching me on hidden cameras think of it all.
 
And now I have a 2 year-old nephew suggesting all kinds of new irresistable variations to me such as heliclopter - which I start using and I forget pretty quickly that it is not actually the proper thing.


My appearance on Jeopardy could end up being quite a tragi-comic spectacle.
 
I add s'es unnecessarily.

I like to play the ping pongs.


If the word is plural to begin with I go one step further.

Have you seen my sockses?


And sometimes I go all out for no valid reason.

I need foodses in my mouth.


Just being an idiot.

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that's how ghetto people talk, like a 3 year old that pluralizes everything the same way

pantses instead of pants

I like and have adopted Skinneded as in "that tall light skinneded black guy over there
 
I have continued to talk to Jen regularly since she reestablished contact. It has just been on the phone so far but she is talking like it is a foregone conclusion that we will meet up in the future. I think, among other things, she would like to see what I look like and start advising me on that. Which is fine with me - I can use all the help I can get.

Speaking of that, my date for Les Miz said I look good. I was happy to hear that. I was assuming she of all people would not like the current look - and I know she would not have been shy to say so. But I was wrong. It was a thumb's up.

Anyway I guess Jen and I are officially back in each other's lives, at least until the next snit.