i love that word. i want to use it at least once a day. i want it to share my life with me. i want to get it in big block letters so i can hang them on my wall and then read it over and over like people do with their kids names. i want to put it in my bicycle basket and take it for rides--if i had a bicycle, or a basket, or went for bike rides. i want to design a new car for toyota and name it the harbinger so that i can not only ride in a harbinger, but see other harbingers out on the road. and if it was a car there would be billboards and commercials and print ads and then it would really, truly be a part of my life like i want it to be.
i have spent the last hour trying to think of a funny post in which i could use that word. a memory, a story, a thing my kid did, anything at all. anything. that's not a joke. an hour, at the very least.
this is what you get:
you thought i was gone, didn't you. i'm not. that was just my tricky way of letting you know that, after an hour of deep, contemplative thought, i've got nothin'. a harbinger of future blog posts, perhaps?
maybe harbinger is actually my nemesis. i can't really even think of a way to use it in a sentence that doesn't involve storm clouds and weather. i think that's probably because the further i get from school, the stupider i become. i didn't really work hard in school. i've always been a lazy "good enough" girl. if i got a c, that was good enough. i passed, didn't i? i still learned things, still passed my classes, still took midterms and finals, still wrote papers, still got my diploma. i don't have to tell you my gpa because i don't care about yours--and that's the truth. i'm not saying i don't care about you, my friend, i just don't care about your gpa. so, nemesis, thanks a lot. not only did you make me stay up a full hour later than i intended, but you reminded me that i'm stupid, and forced me to reveal it to all seven people who read my blog. harbinger is no longer my favorite word.
now it's nemesis.
oooh, that would make a good car name.
28 January 2009
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you're not stupid unless you had to look up the word harbinger like i did.
I think there are more than 7 people who read your blog. It's probably more like 8. 7 is my number! I had to look up the word too. That's twice you have made me look up words this week. Who's stupid now?
You are hilarious!!
you write such witty blogs, and i try to leave witty comments in return. but i'm pretty sure i fail at that. so all i can say is what i have said before, you seriously crack me up!
p.s. make sure you get that copyrighted before Toyota steals that, like "something cleverish" stole your something!
Em, you are the harbinger of post ideas for me. (Does that work?)
Yesterday I was trying to think of a post that I could use the phrase, "but I digress." Isn't that the coolest phrase?! I didn't come up with anything, but don't be surprised if it pops up sometime soon!
Holy crap. Em is totally doped up on cold meds.
Seriously, no one came up with "Hard-hearted harbinger of haggis?" That's classic!
I'm so dissappointed with myself for not coming up with that! Well done Stacy. That's probably the best alliteration ever!
Thanks. I bet the Foley boys would be so proud . . . if they read the comments, that is. :P
we use nemesis daily at our house, but can't say that we ever use harbinger
That blog post was a classic. Fantastic.
You are my idol.
You just brightened my day (night) with that post! Thank you!
Wow everyone, thank you!
and Stacy, well done. I hadn't thought to write it, but that is always the first phrase that comes to my mind when I hear that word.
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