I feel like the more i try and make a conlang the less i understand my native language. I had to pause your audio book yesterday to google the difference between this, that, and the. Now im looking up has vs had.
I'm glad that my book has done this to you. Let me introduce you to a concept that was introduced to me by Joseph Heller's Catch-22. We've all heard of déjà vu—the feeling that we've previously experienced something novel—now let me introduce you to jamais vu. Jamais vu is the experience of finding something familiar utterly bizarre. Like taket he word plaid. Like...look at that word. Plaid. How the hell do they get off saying it rhymes with glad?! Plaid. What a weird word. Plaid. The more you look at it, the less sense it makes, and the more convinced you become that it can't possibly be spelled that way. Plaid. Plaid.
PLAID.
PLAID.
PLAID.
Totally bizarre.
Plaid. Plaid. Plaid. Plaid. Plaid.
And it takes like a full day for it to be normal again for you.
Plaid.
My good lad in plaid.
My good plaid lad.
Glad my plaid lad had rad Brad as a dad. Double plus unsad.
So, iffin you don't mind me creepin' around to ask a question: So for the Tiki Room Flower Shop do you imagine the building looking like the actual Tiki Room? Or it like a double story building where Zazu and Iago live on the second floor and run their business on the first floor-- with just tiki themeing around the place?
Oooooh, I have to say I didn't plan this flowershop au out terribly far- it was a lot of doodling during lectures, not really plotting anything beyond a few gags- but I like both! Combo flat/business.
I was picturing the main floor looking like the Tiki Room, with a bit of royal Agrabah gardens mixed in for the outdoor portions/plant section. Tacky but charming! Just like the owners ;)
the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
I was at a Palestinian solidarity gig last night & the one Palestinian artist who was going to perform had COVID so the organisers asked around to see if there were any Palestinians who'd like to say a few words instead.
A local guy who was born & raised in Gaza offered to speak. He started with "I'm an engineer. i'm not a poet or a politician. I don't... do public speaking… I had no idea what to say when I came up here. So i'm just going to tell you about the street I grew up on."
And then he did! He went down the street building by building. He told us about the ice cream shop on the corner, the grocery shop, the charity that supports people with intellectual disabilities. He told us about the people who he knew growing up, the families who still live in the different houses. He told us about the university buildings and about his friends who quit being accountants to start a band together. All on that street.
All of which is gone now, by the way. Bombed to dust.
Yesterday marked the 100th day of genocide. Please, do not get used to this. Our people, killed, bombed, kidnapped, stripped, executed and starved is not normal. Our kids in pieces, their body parts collected in bags is not normal.
Israel has killed 23,700 human. More than 10,300 child. We'd need 177 school bus to carry the Palestinian children killed by Israel in gaza. 10,022 fatherless child. 8,352 motherless child. The wounded have their wounds rot and die waiting in front of the crossing. Maggots seen inside alive people's wounds. 5,500 pregnant woman will give birth in the upcoming weeks. 100 Days of Genocide. 100 Days of the world watching silently.