| Tonight I will be performing on stage at the Velvet Underground.
To be precise, Max Galactic and the Cloud of Evil will be performing, and I'm going up to sing half of one song in badly conjugated French. Still, I felt it worth mentioning for novelty's sake.
Also: going to Montreal this weekend, spontaneously and for no particular reason. Should be fun. | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment   |
| Probably should have been writing my final essay today, but surely this was time well spent:
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| For you:
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Julius: Your pardon; did I break thy concentration?
Continue! Ah, but now thy tongue is still.
Allow me, then, to offer a retort.
Describe Marsellus Wallace to me, pray.
Brett: What?
Julius: What country dost thou hail from?
Brett: What?
Julius: Thou sayest thou dost hail from distant What!
I know but naught of thy strange country What.
What language speak they in the land of What?
Brett: What?
Julius: English, base knave, dost thou speak it?
Brett: Aye!
Julius: Then hearken to my words and answer them!
Describe to me Marsellus Wallace!
Brett: What?
(JULIUS presses his knife to BRETT's throat)
Julius: Speak 'What' again! Thou cur, cry 'What' again!
I dare thee utter 'What' again but once!
I dare thee twice and spit upon thy name!
Now, paint for me a portraiture in words,
If thou hast any in thy head but 'What',
Of Marsellus Wallace!
Brett: He is dark.
Julius: Aye, and what more?
Brett: His head is shaven bald.
Julius: Hath he the semblance of a harlot?
Brett: What?
(JULIUS strikes with his blade and BRETT cries out)
Julius: Hath he the semblance of a harlot?
Brett: Nay!
Julius: Then why didst thou attempt to bed him thus?
Brett: I did not!
Julius: Aye, thou didst! O, aye, thou didst!
Thou sought to rape him like a chattel whore!
And sooth, Lord Wallace is displeased to bed
With aught save Lady Wallace, whom he wed. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| So apparently the Law Review people want to give me a summer job... one that I totally didn't think I'd get, given that there are only three positions, and which I now can't take because I'm working in Toronto indtead.
Awkward... | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| I've got a law job in Toronto over the summer. Can I get a "hell yeah"?
(Also: those of you who know Richard, give him props if you see him.) | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
| So, my partner for this factum assignment, who was supposed to write half the assignment that's due tomorrow, has just written to tell me he's dropped out of law school.
I think it'll probably be fine. But still. | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| Well, I didn´t come to Europe to hang around the internet, so updates from this point on will be sporadic and brief (I need to send some of you bits of personal correspondence; I´m working on it, but it may be a little while).
Anyway, this is hopefully going out to everyone who may have a passing interest. I´ve left England; I´m in Seville, and heading for Madrid next. The timetable is a little rough, but it´s probably going to go something like Madrid-Barcelona-Marseilles-Lyon-Florence-Venice, at which point a lot will hinge on whether or not Greece is feasible. I´ve made rough plans to meet up with people I´ve met at this hostel in Paris at the beginning of May and Amsterday from the 14th to 18th; apart from that, it´s pretty open.
I recently bought a cable that, despite the assurances of the internet guide to such things, does not connect to my camera. So, no pictures for a while, and I´m out a few pounds, but there´s nothign to be done about it, and my camera has quite a lot of memory, so it´s not terrible.
Time to check out. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
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