Rotting Donkey Carcass
1. So it has come to my attention by the lovely Alison that I have broken my solemn vow of blogging daily. It was just a little overly ambitious and even a bit quixotic. So here's my reworked solemn vow: I will write when I feel like it, which seems to be a couple times a week. That's right, no absolute consistency; utterly impulsive.
2. I can't find my work pants. Why is that a problem? BECAUSE THEY'RE MY PANTS. Where else would they be other than in my house? I don't go around sleeping in other people's houses and forgetfully leave my work pants on their driveway. I've checked everywhere and it seems that they're M.I.A. That's a bit disconcerting. Even worse, I'm now stuck with having to wear sub-par pants to work, which is horrible. If I'm going to be somewhere I don't want to be for over eight hours dealing with assholes and buttfaces, I at least want the lower half of my body to be comfortable.
3. I want to find out exactly what those nasty, rancid, vomit-inducing little white chunks of barf that get stuck in the back of your throat are. They make me uneasy.
4. In a relationship/friendship, how long does it take to shorten that person's name and comfortably call them by it? i.e., Megan->Meg, Conlan->Con, Leslie->Les, Ryan->Ry, etc.? Does it just happen? Or does there have to be a minimum time frame or does it revolve around how much personal information has been shared between the two? Interesting.
2. I can't find my work pants. Why is that a problem? BECAUSE THEY'RE MY PANTS. Where else would they be other than in my house? I don't go around sleeping in other people's houses and forgetfully leave my work pants on their driveway. I've checked everywhere and it seems that they're M.I.A. That's a bit disconcerting. Even worse, I'm now stuck with having to wear sub-par pants to work, which is horrible. If I'm going to be somewhere I don't want to be for over eight hours dealing with assholes and buttfaces, I at least want the lower half of my body to be comfortable.
3. I want to find out exactly what those nasty, rancid, vomit-inducing little white chunks of barf that get stuck in the back of your throat are. They make me uneasy.
4. In a relationship/friendship, how long does it take to shorten that person's name and comfortably call them by it? i.e., Megan->Meg, Conlan->Con, Leslie->Les, Ryan->Ry, etc.? Does it just happen? Or does there have to be a minimum time frame or does it revolve around how much personal information has been shared between the two? Interesting.
posted by Ryan at 11:24 AM
3 Comments:
I think it can have a lot to do with how those around you refer to a person. I know a lot of people who call me "Con" picked up on it very quickly because so many others called me that (i.e., it had less to do with the state of our actual relationship).
Also, Billy and Tommy are usually the casual forms of the names Bill and Tom, so the familiarity actually results in an elongation of the name, rather than a shortening (Billie, spelled thus, is usually a proper, non-nickname name, so it doesn't really apply in this context). Something else to think about.
I was planning on taking out Bill and Tom because after I posted it I realized they weren't names shortened for nickname purposes, like you said. But now I'll keep it in there so that your comment will have some context since you beat me to the editing. I hope your head is feeling better.
Okay, so I edited it. No context whatsoever. Deal with it.
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