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The Randomness of Yesteryear (And of Today) 
9th-Jun-2003 12:22 am
Reborn - Yamamoto CHIBITA
There are writing moods, there are I Want to Do Nothing moods, there are Making Icon moods, there are I Just Want to Sleep Moods, and there are I Want to Do Nothing But Take Quizzes Moods.

Yes, that's my mood right now. *unholy smile*

And this is the Randomness of Yesteryear (or rather, Day):

The Infinite Teen Slang Dictionary.



Run Serry's primary identities through this site. They are eerily appropriate.

Levizt, when run through the site, gives a result that makes me want to apologise to him for finding the site in the first place.

Dae, when run, gives a result that is strangely appropriate for RHS.

Do not. Not. Not. Run Eleris through this. I did.

Also, you might want to not run Daemonsson through it. It isn't as bad as Eleris', but well.

Danyel and Amarus, strangely enough, mean the same thing.

And if you mislike this completely elliptical approach, read on. I just didn't want to spoil it for those who wanted to see it firsthand.





So you want to see it already?

You asked for it...

serry
adj. more pleasant than usual.

kaimelar
v. to behave in an old manner.
"Boy, I really need to kaimelar."

erindele
n. a person without a friend or close acquaintance.
"So I was like 'erindele?', and Jesse was like 'yeah', I was like 'so?', and Frank was all you know, and they were so, like, yeah." "Er, what?"

dae
adj. likely to shout at school.
"I'm feeling dae tonight, Reggie."

levizt
adj. of an irritating nature.
"I wish my skateboard was levizt."

*apologises compulsively to Lev, who, IRL, is not like this at all*

elear
n. an old-school term for music.
"All your elear are belong to us, officer."

isilme
n. snacks belonging to a friend.
"Bud, can I hide some isilme?" "Sure you can, Sabrina."

silien
n. an exclamation of surprise.
"Silien!"

amarus
interj. an exclamation used in celebrating a victory.
"Amarus! I knew you couldn't dance with my female!"

danyel
interj. an exclamation used in celebrating a victory.
"Danyel! I knew you couldn't kiss my vehicle!"

hyanda
n. a person without a drink.
"Want to dance with that hyanda, boy?"

laire
v. to cheat on alco-pops.
"Brian, wanna laire?"

scara
n. 1. a small female. 2. an ostentatious mobile phone.
"This is a small scara!"

faol
adv. used in conjunction with another word as an intensifier.
"That family member is faol-irritating, old chap."

daemonsson
adj. addicted to ecstasy.
"That teacher is so daemonsson!"

And including Eleris would make my entry NC-17, so I shall not.



Also, this is hilarious. It is what you get when you try accessing Blogger. It has been this way for two days straight. If I didn't have an LJ, I'd be furious. Completely vindicates Those Who Kick Blogger. And this is what it is:

Microsoft OLE DB Provider for ODBC Drivers error '80004005'

[Microsoft][ODBC SQL Server Driver][TCP/IP Sockets]SQL Server does not exist or access denied.

//global.asa, line 15

I have never seen an error on the scale of that one. An online site-accessing error, that is.

history
You excel at History of Magic. You seem to have
the mind for history, while everyone else is
getting a little shut-eye you're alert and
taking notes.


Which Class at Hogwarts Would You Excel at?
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The Prologue
Which Lord of the Rings Soundtrack theme are you?

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You are Chanel!


What (non drugstore) Makeup Brand Are You?
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You are: KETCHUP! A good loyal friend with a
sense of humor.


---What fast food condiment are you?---
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Might as well up the randomness quotient of this post. This is the poem from which I obtained the title of this post. In my opinion, there is one beautiful line in it, and it is, "Where are the snows of Yesteryear". I was first consciously aware of it when I read Tennessee Williams' "A Streetcar Named Desire" - one of those plays I'd always heard about and had always wanted to know about. ^_^ That line was like that play was to me - likewise, I'd heard of it, but never knew more than its name. This poem, Ballard of the Ladies of Bygone Times, is by Francois Villion.



Tell me from where I could entice
Flora the famous Roman whore,
or Archipiada or Thaïs
who they say was just as fair;
or Echo answering everywhere
across stream and pool and mere,
whose beauty was like none before -
where are the snows of yesteryear?

Where is the learned Héloïse
for whose love Abelard became
a gelded monk at Saint-Denis,
yet still could not put out his flame?
And where now is that royal dame
who had men for three days with her
then had them cast into the Seine?
Where are the snows of yesteryear?

Queen Blanche who had a siren's voice,
white as a lily on the plain;
Big-Footed Bertha, by Heaven's choice
mother of great Charlemagne;
and Joan of Arc from proud Lorraine
the English burned from cruel fear -
where are they, where, O Mother of Men?
Where are the snows of yesteryear?

Don't ask,Prince, in one month again,
nor yet in twelve where they all are;
I'd only give you this refrain:
Where are the snows of yesteryear?



I found this poem here.
Comments 
8th-Jun-2003 03:52 pm (UTC)
heheheh, blogger is vaguely annoying sometimes. ; )
and... u are so weird. ; )
9th-Jun-2003 07:28 am (UTC) - *amused*
Why does everyone eventually say that I'm weird?

*smiles*

Ow... Read your LJ. *comforts* Hope you're feeling better now? Take care of yourself, hear?

All the best for studying!
9th-Jun-2003 03:56 pm (UTC) - Re: *amused*
nerp! because you are! : )
14th-Jun-2003 02:48 am (UTC) - *is startled*
You said nerp.

In which case, I:

*wibbles*
14th-Jun-2003 04:15 pm (UTC) - Re: *is startled*
*wobbles*
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