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May. 4th, 2008 03:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
adiva_calandiaOh my God, I am such a geek.
"Gee, I should go do some research for that ten-page paper on cant I have due on Friday. Doo de doo, let's see if JSTOR has this obscure 17th century dictionary anywhere on it?
. . . What's this? A semiotic analysis of the origins and constructed meaning of the word 'fuck'? (Without actually saying the word 'fuck'?)(ETA: Oh, it was written in 1934. No wonder.)"
*time passes*
"Wait, did I just get distracted from my paper by a scholarly article?
Goddammit."
"Gee, I should go do some research for that ten-page paper on cant I have due on Friday. Doo de doo, let's see if JSTOR has this obscure 17th century dictionary anywhere on it?
. . . What's this? A semiotic analysis of the origins and constructed meaning of the word 'fuck'? (Without actually saying the word 'fuck'?)(ETA: Oh, it was written in 1934. No wonder.)"
*time passes*
"Wait, did I just get distracted from my paper by a scholarly article?
Goddammit."
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Date: 2008-05-04 08:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-04 09:40 pm (UTC)My poetry teacher gave us a hour long lecture on the word 'fuck' just because it made him happy to use it as every form of speech. And then find lines of poetry that used it so that he could make it sound intellectual.
And then he forced me to bring my laptop to class so I could play Tom Lehrer music for him. (Because, for some bizarre reason, our textbook cited 'Smut' as an example of internal rhyme.)