08 December 2006

18 stressball

sometimes i worry that i worry too much. actually it's not really worry so much as a heightened sense of doom. but then i look over at the vieve and see the abject terror in her eyes and i know that we're all alright.

18 comments:

nick said...

i've always loved the phrase "abject terror." i've no idea why. and you never ever hear the word abject in any other context. hmmmm....

worry not love. this whole life is just a rehearsal, anyway.

oline said...

there's "abject horror" too, but "horror" is pretty much "terror" in fancy dress.

(i heart scare quotes.)

nick said...

this all just makes me want to watch shawn of the dead again... which may actually be my favourite movie of all time, in fact. what does that say about me?

oline said...

i do believe that just says you like your abject horror with a side of abject humor.

Les Savy Ferd said...

pretty sure abject hatred gets used sometimes. but that might just be a piece of abject misinformation. when i find out who planted said notion in my head, why, it'll be time for an opening of a can of abject whoop-ass.

oline said...

hell, let's just abjectly use abject whenever we abjectly can.

and i'm trying to imagine the sound that is made upon opening a can of abject whoop-ass. my imagination fails.

Bombsy said...

can abject be used with positive connotations? like "Oline, you look abjectly adorable in that hat"...english majors, what say you?

oline said...

think traditionally abject means very very very low or downcast or completely hopeless. so maybe that means that the adorability of my hat is so incredibly awesome that it leaves no hope for any other hat ever measuring up. in which case the hat itself would be adoreable and its effect would be abject and there could be positive connotations in it's being abjectly adorable.

Bombsy said...

ah, i see. i thought abject meant total or utter.
abject
deject
reject
subject
basically, if you're in any way jected, its bad.

oline said...

so no jecting or jection or jectery. those are not fun times.

Les Savy Ferd said...

so was my abject can of whoop-ass so murderously violent that no other beating would compare or (much more likely) so incredibly unfortunate and miscalculated so that no other beating failed so thoroughly or miserably?

oline said...

am pretty sure that would make your can of abject whoop-ass the most feeble whoop-ass ever. so just open another can next time.

Meggie said...

Your blog ate all my comments today. I'm mad about that.

The look on Vieve's face is the same one she would have if in the car with me driving (and yours would probably match). However, made it to CoolSprings and back home with only two new dents in the car so yay me!

oline said...

maybe i should drive, love. if we're to live, that is.

Meggie said...

Hey! I've made it to 25 without a single reported accident!!

Hey, do you remember the bush that I ran over in high school??? It's still there. *L* They removed all the bushes around it and left the one that I killed. It's like an Homage to Meggie.

oline said...

you ran over a bush?

i ran over a weeping willow with the lawnmower once, but that's about it.

Meggie said...

Don't you remember the bush??? Luke Stepusin said that we needed to hold a wake for the bush. It was on Royal Oaks Boulevard across from where the Bi-Lo and K-Mart are... It was senior year of high school approximately around March-ish.

Silly girl.

oline said...

don't remember the bush but oh lukiepooh. partner really knew how to pick them.