Much fun was had by all, and Cori got snow in places snow should never go, which was quite amusing.
I may go skiing again tomorrow morning.
Life is good.
I meant, specifically, that I wondered how it was possible for one to so consistantly fail to learn that venturing into the wilds with one's mother is a sure path to murder-suicide. My consistant, annual inability to remember said left me confounded as to how such a state of affairs could be permitted to exist even twice, let alone upon a regular interval.
It strikes me that I was failing to learn this simple progression, and that I was failing to learn in a manner that implied to me a fervor traditionally reserved for one's masterpiece or life's work.
Succinctly, "fervor" modified the act of not learning. Wondering how one manages refered to the actual ability to consistantly not learn, with such considerable fervor.
I am, for these next two months, between enrollments. The inability to learn is related to one specific pattern that defies recognition that should be obvious.
And ain't it 'ampersand'?
I presume you refer to
INTO: Arobase and Asperand
In which case, I mean exactly what I said. It is the title of each of my projectsa, before they receive their individual names.
Man, I sure do sound like a prissy bastard in this post.
I've a recent tendancy to scream at any of my so-called kin who presumes to speak to me sans eloquence. Which is to say, honey, that I don't really mind.
[Edited on Dec 27, 2005 1:16AM]
*ahem*