I used to say "Phooey" until I started reading Rex Stout's 'Nero Wolfe' books. Now I say "Pfui". It's still pronounced the same to the uneducated ear.
I use this as my worst simple word of disdain. It's all of the 'ratzen-fratzen' and 'snap' and all of that combined. I used it alot tonight.
This night sucked. Nothing bad happened. As a matter of fact, nothing happened at all, as far as I know. The night...
Just went on....
My third night in the comm room this week and I'm sick and tired of it. Good thing it's Friday.
And that's all I have to say about that. Sorry, but my head hurts. I'm going to bed.
I will however, check the magic calendar before I go.
Saturday is Winston Churchill Day and Name Yourself Day. I guess if you named yourself Winston Churchill, you could get twice the celebration! It is also National Cherish An Antique Day. Hey, I'm an antique!
Sunday is Golfers Day and Baby Massage Day (!?!) and Safety Pin Day (after the massage, i guess).
Monday is Eight-Track Tape Day and Barbershop Quartet Day and International "Louie Louie" Day.
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