(A quick break from some copyediting, thanks to New Kid.)
I am copyediting a textbook on the history of ancient Greece.
I want a new dinette set.
I wish that I was in Chicago.
I hate driving.
I love books, my cats, chocolate, Chicago, and my parents.
I want a new dinette set.
I wish that I was in Chicago.
I hate driving.
I love books, my cats, chocolate, Chicago, and my parents.
I miss Chicago (there appears to be a theme here...).
I fear writer's block.
I hear L&O: CI in the next room.
I wonder if my new and hopefully improved passport will put in an appearance.
I regret buying this computer desk.
I am not extroverted.
I dance around the living room, much to the dismay of the cats.
I sing badly.
I cry once or twice a year.
I am not always even-tempered.
I make with my hands spaghetti.
I write in all-caps (and, according to my students, illegibly).
I confuse most "celebrities" with each other.
I need to finish copyediting this textbook.
I should write that article on Anne Boleyn.
I start books on a frequent basis.
I finish books on a frequent basis.
I tag any faculty members on the verge of a nervous breakdown (or, at least, on the verge of writing exams).
I fear writer's block.
I hear L&O: CI in the next room.
I wonder if my new and hopefully improved passport will put in an appearance.
I regret buying this computer desk.
I am not extroverted.
I dance around the living room, much to the dismay of the cats.
I sing badly.
I cry once or twice a year.
I am not always even-tempered.
I make with my hands spaghetti.
I write in all-caps (and, according to my students, illegibly).
I confuse most "celebrities" with each other.
I need to finish copyediting this textbook.
I should write that article on Anne Boleyn.
I start books on a frequent basis.
I finish books on a frequent basis.
I tag any faculty members on the verge of a nervous breakdown (or, at least, on the verge of writing exams).
Comments