“They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever.”
- Oscar Wilde
“Romance, like the rabbit at the dog track, is the elusive fake."
- Beverly Jones
“The love that lasts the longest is the love that is never returned.”
- William Somerset Maughan
Sunday: Babysitting while trying to fix a computer.
Monday: Being stood up,
Tuesday: Babysitting while assembling the new computer. And being stood up again later.
Many years ago, I used a DOS program called "Langanal" for some linguistics work. It simply takes a text file and produces a list of what words are used in it with what frequency. Well I found the program again and ran it on this here blog.
And the results: Out of 22152 different words, I've mentioned "Sex" 170 times, "Money" 125 times, "Police" 112 times, "Christmas" 99 times and used the word "deglamourised" once.
Here then are 100 words at the bottom of the list:
yuppie
sugars
shedder
carreer
rationalising
lunchboxes
wristwatches
prophylactics
tank
youthful
invert
levitate
disgusting
peeks
netizens
clucked
huddled
luminous
toothache
physician
scraping
recovers
topless
laundering
bribery
overhauls
inspectors
haulage
trucker
flashy
certificates
mauled
conjugal
pissing
correlation
edges
cheek
nail
redneck
nashville
fingerpicking
downloadable
disseminating
sacking
amazement
auxiliaries
politeness
distancing
degeneracy
rituals
buddhists
eightfold
fourfold
gautama
tao
ching
meditated
behaved
clerics
moderation
confucianism
overpoweringly
wicca
jainism
cosmogony
attractions
sparked
stalinesque
elaborately
patented
tuck
ju
jitsu
missionary
sweeping
sufflate
ringtones
flattering
bonk
balloon
tasteful
decorated
mixers
clubbed
slurred
proscribed
aspergers
tourettes
wonderdrugs
pharmaceutical
valium
oppositional
defiance
bureaucracies
genus
fecally
dehydrating
contagious
immunity
stares
I did write several drafts of a post on a slightly more serious linguistics topic - phrasal verbs that usually occur in the passive voice, such as "Fed up". We say "I'm fed up (with him)", but not "He feeds me up".
However, perhaps fortunately, there's six different partial drafts of the post, and writing them has just served to make me more confused.
I'm off to London again on Saturday for "final arrangements" with the boss of the Bulgarian school. I might get to meet the other teacher too. Then on Monday (or possibly Tuesday) I catch a plane.
Before that, meet up with C on Friday (for a late valentine), and then tell my beloved jobcentre why their services are no longer required.
I've been offered another job out of the blue. Assistant Director of Studies for a school in Khartoum. Which, BTW, is a sharia city. Yes, that's what I thought.
A school in Sudan are so desperate for someone to more-or-less run the show, they're offering the post to someone with no experience - of teaching or admin.
No word on what happened to the previous ADOS, but the email mentioned a recent berevement.
The irony is, in Bulgaria I'd be effectively Director of Studies anyway - in the first month there'll be little or no teaching, but lots of designing the curriculum from scratch.
Sudan sounds like an adventure but I suppose it is smart to avoid it. Maybe my gov't could take that thought and just leave it to the Chinese. They want to be a superpower. Let them get their feet wet.
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