okay so I’ve made a really strenuous effort to find good macarons here and either I’m really unlucky and come at bad times or it’s the climate or it’s just not gonna happen
a side note on vocabulary though; yes when you have two words that mean exactly the same thing with one being simple and well known and the other one a little long a messy looking, it seems superfluous and frankly a little stupid to need both.
In many languages synonyms for “sad” aren’t just words that mean sad but are spelled with eight times as many letters; they each have these nuanced definitions that leave little room for miscommunicated connotations. Chinese has tens of thousands of characters and extremely particular phrases where four words describe what would take me paragraphs to explain in English, and with no chance of disconnect, unlike my translated counterpart.
The way English is used commonly and taught tends to focus little on personal differences, and words like healthy are used with a wide umbrella of meanings and therefore no one really /needs/ to know what the nuances of salubrious are, because we are all still guessing at what healthy means.
- dutch coworker: *steps out of conference room* [name] could I ask you a quick question?
- german coworker: ok
- dutch coworker: *stands here*
- german coworker: yeah, ask D:
- dutch coworker: D: in theree
- interior designer: we did this gorgeous room with 11 shades of white
- me: we need to add [inconvenient thing]
- boss: *scrunches face up at spreadsheet* can we do that without changing anything
- me: uh
- me: no
- boss: *combs hair in frustration*
omg this is the first thing everyone who saw me this morning said to me apparently i looked like a zombie walking in
- aunt: I work really hard not to gain any weight so I don't have to waste time shopping or increase closet space
- german coworker: taxes are always very emotional
sher2win asked: One time in high school I broke a kid's arm during gym class. We were playing soccer outside on the field and I was in net. He jumps out of nowhere onto my back and I instinctively toss him right over, judo throw style. He lands on his arm funny and with a loud crack, it's broken. I was barely friends with the kid too; he told people he broke it playing "soccer", oops.
OMFG YOU BROKE HIS ARM WTF
I think I closed a door on my sister’s finger once :( she was so tiny that apparently didn’t even touch her bone it just flattened her finger and she had a TAT look on her face for hours but was just sort of frozen in shock
- me: do you eat cream puffs
- german coworker: what is that
- me: wow don't talk to me
1 week ago on May 14, 2013 at 01:37pm
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if you ever think mythology is boring or serious business or whatever shit
just remember that cerberus, the hell-hound and guard dog of the underworld, comes from the root indo-european word ḱerberos, which evolved into the greek word kerberos, which got changed to cerberus when it went from greek to latin
ḱerberos means “spotted”
hades, lord of the dead, literally fucking named his pet dog spot