glories of an irregular schedule
May. 2nd, 2005 02:54 pmHoly shit! I have tomorrow off!!!
Which is both good and bad. But. Good, in that it's a pleasant surprise. Here's hoping I get something done, then.
Another thing Both Good And Bad is that I have become fascinated with and decided I must learn Quenya, as my fanfiction will be incomplete without at least some basic knowledge of it.
I will let that sentence stand on its own as a testament to itself. I don't think I need to say anything more. (Hint: For those to whom that seems a perfectly reasonable sentence, read it aloud, free from context, to a co-worker or loved one. If they look puzzled, tell them that Quenya is one of Tolkien's invented languages. Their reaction should make it perfectly plain to you what the Bad part of that is.)
Which is both good and bad. But. Good, in that it's a pleasant surprise. Here's hoping I get something done, then.
Another thing Both Good And Bad is that I have become fascinated with and decided I must learn Quenya, as my fanfiction will be incomplete without at least some basic knowledge of it.
I will let that sentence stand on its own as a testament to itself. I don't think I need to say anything more. (Hint: For those to whom that seems a perfectly reasonable sentence, read it aloud, free from context, to a co-worker or loved one. If they look puzzled, tell them that Quenya is one of Tolkien's invented languages. Their reaction should make it perfectly plain to you what the Bad part of that is.)
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Date: 2005-05-03 04:32 am (UTC)(On an almost completely unrelated note, I've been singing a song about Kenya to myself for the past two days and, subconsciously or not, substituting Quenya for Kenya.)
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Date: 2005-05-03 03:09 pm (UTC)(Damn. Is in my head now too. I don't know any other songs containing the word "Kenya" repeatedly.)
Argh, I lack the time and patience to do this Quenya thing properly, and have a long history of 'faking it' with languages. I have only just begun to study the feasibility of the project and have already decided that I hate Sindarin with the passion of... well, not a thousand, but say, perhaps, like one and a half burning suns. It's almost as bad as Welsh and that's saying a lot. (UGH initial mutation KILL grr ARGH and I must tell the story of how I once burst into tears in Welsh class upon discovering that while I had properly reverse-engineered the infinitive GUELET from the verb WELSEI my attempts to "see p. 266. 377, note a" had failed utterly to find a definition for guelet because, get this, the definition was "see" and p. 266, 377, note a were all just examples of its use. Yes. I had wasted nearly an hour because I was too dumb to read the dictionary. After that I was not allowed to use The Big Dictionary (Y Geriadwr Mawr) without supervision. I'm serious, ask
In other words, I am not a linguist. I wanted to be, oh how I desired to be; I have beautiful pronunciation and an instinctive grasp of the feeling of a language, but God Damn, I can't learn the words.
So we'll see how far this Quenya thing goes. So far all I've really learned is that there's far too much to learn.
But if I can get far enough, you can bet I will mercilessly test the limits of just how happy you will be to help me. :) Thank you for the offer and I certainly hope to be able to avail myself of it.