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cbertsch ([personal profile] cbertsch) wrote2004-05-22 12:09 pm

The Bean Speaks

Kim is helping Skylar decorate her pink thrift-store dress in the kitchen. I'm preparing my lunch. Periodically, I blurt out one of my favorite nonsense phrases in my low-blood-sugar randomness. But Skylar objects to my ramblings:

"It's disturbing the one who's fitting the gown for me."

That's Skylar syntax for you. And abstraction, too. How many five-year-olds refer to their own mother as "the one who"?

I mean I could have said what a gal (!) but really

[identity profile] elizabeg.livejournal.com 2004-05-22 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Such a one after fits of my own heart.

(I own it: gowned and pronouned.)

Oh sweet abstraction. The hunger dehungering, the hunger itself. To lunch is a beautiful duration.

Re: I mean I could have said what a gal (!) but really

[identity profile] cbertsch.livejournal.com 2004-05-22 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course, I interrupted the beautiful duration of lunch in order to blog!