Suboptimist

I’m Not That Kind of Priest.

I’m beginning to think English speakers think in terms of punctuation and try to apply punctuation to every situation and written language. I recall from an Arabic class some students having trouble with a text because of the lack of periods. One student remarked, ‘This sentence is nearly a page long.’ Mind you, modern written Arabic doesn’t utilize punctuation to nearly the same extent as English. In reality, that really long sentence was about 24 sentences, separated by rhetorical markers, conjunctions, etc. A period may be necessary to mark the end of a sentence, or at least an idea, in written English, which I think is important, but it isn’t a true linguistic device.

I have five more days left of my Winter break, and I am as bored as can be. I need something more productive to do to keep me sane. As a result of my lack of intellectual stimulation, I have had little to write about on this blog. Maybe I should become one of those local new analysis blogs when I’m not in school. Anyway, until I think of something more interesting, here is the run down of my New Year’s celebration:

My celebration for the new year consisted of tanking for the http://dan.thecentralnode.com”>Reverend as we went to visited an old associate, an associate neither of us care for, to meet the Reverend’s ex-girlfriend and her new boyfriend, who frankly looks a lot like the Reverend himself. We also got to watch them taste wine. After all, you can’t have fun without alcohol. Afterwards, we played Apples to Apples with friends of the Reverend’s younger brother. Such party animals are we.