The Ditsy Chronicles

Cleo Twyford is dodging minor disasters, indulging in
chick chat and wielding random insignificant theories.
(And talking about herself in third person)

 
The language of Ditsy
Friday, June 23, 2006
I hate it when only half of what you intended to say comes out and it just sounds a bit odd and there's no going back from there.
Let me enlighten you with a working example from my own life ...
When someone greeted me this morning I stuttered in a faulty attempt to respond and managed to blurt out "Gorning." (An entirely made-up word that is quite obviously an unintentionally shortened version of 'good' and 'morning'. Bah)
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 10:28 AM    
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Cleo Twyford
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