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I was sitting in the lounge, writing my paper at ten this morning. An organ started playing somewhere nearby--someone warming up for some kind of sports performance, judging from the tunes. I shrugged and continued working; music without words isn't very distracting to me.
And then, full blast, the Liberty Bell March--that is, the Monty Python theme song--came ringing through the halls just as I completed the draft.
I now expect a giant foot to stomp me when I finish it for good. Or some Gumbies to appear and hold forth on my thesis.
And then, full blast, the Liberty Bell March--that is, the Monty Python theme song--came ringing through the halls just as I completed the draft.
I now expect a giant foot to stomp me when I finish it for good. Or some Gumbies to appear and hold forth on my thesis.
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Date: 2008-04-28 06:07 pm (UTC)"MY THE-SIS...uh...MY THE-SIS IS ON THE...uh... MY THE-SIS IS..."
"Get on with it!"
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Date: 2008-04-28 10:11 pm (UTC)Gumbies match beautifully with capslock.
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Date: 2008-04-28 09:09 pm (UTC)In tangential news: the boy for whom I have been trying to put down the torch I have been long carrying? Recently admitted to me that he 'just doesn't get' MP. Huh.
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Date: 2008-04-29 02:57 am (UTC)