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I suppose I shall do this as well. BTW, don't expect anything mind-blowing, especially on number 4. With a memory like mine, my response is gonna be ridiculously vague...like "St. Chucks" or something along those lines...

Reply to this and I will...
1)Tell you why I friended you.
2)Associate you with a song/movie.
3)Tell a random fact about you.
4)Tell my first memory of you.
5)Associate you with an animal/fruit.
6)Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
7)In return, you MUST spread this disease in your lj.

Well, thanks to an English professor, now you can. By using the new number "nullity" which exists outside the number line. Here's the link if you're curious.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/berkshire/content/articles/2006/12/06/divide_zero_feature.shtml

My brother and his girlfriend have gotten engaged. They are set to be married in her parents' (enormous) backyard. The part that I find most interesting is their choice in minister. It has been officially decided that the lead singer/guitarist of my brother's band, Marked Man, is going to receive certification online to perform the ceremony. I look forward to the wedding, which will be next summer, and I know that they are perfect for each other.

So long to you all for now, I shall be back in early July. I know for the first week I will have access to a computer and the InterWeb, but beyond that, I do not know what my access to technology will include. I will hopefully be able to update my lj often with news from Italy, but we shall see how it works out. I have set up a PhotoBucket account and will have a camera, so hopefully I can flood this lj with many wonderful pictures. But for now, I must go off to pack so that I will be ready to leave once the ride to the shuttle gets here. Arrivederci!

Just thought you'd like to know...

http://www.obeythepurebreed.com/

http://www.oldlutheran.com/

I gotta tell ya. There's nothin' like playing a game of Battleship with Martin Luther himself.

As some of you may or may not have known, I have been taking an Italian class at IU this semester. It has been enjoyable, mainly because the professor is really energetic. Today was, by far, the funnest Italian class ever, even though it was entirely optional what with us not having assigned classes on Fridays, and today being a Friday and all. The two other students from my class and I were taught just about every sexual innuendo and drug reference known in the Italian language. I was going to make a big dandy list for all of you to read on my lj, but after looking at the approximately 2.5 pages (one side of a sheet of paper constituting one page, mind you) of dirty words, I have changed my mind. If, however, any of my readers have specific questions, feel free to ask (either post a comment or talk to me over aim) and, chances are, I will be able to enlighten.

In honor of our sick friend, flamingtiki (hope you get better soon, by the way), I shall go ahead and post his two favorite dirty words/phrases:
Balls -> Palle (or the Sicilian alternative is "coglioni")
Dirty whore -> Porca putana

And just to let the rest of you know ahead of time, our professor did not teach us how to say douchebag, I am sorry to say. I forgot to ask him about that.

While searching for information on a class project, I came across these websites that provided some insight into the first tasting of lutefisk. God forbid I should actually have to eat lutefisk one day, I will make sure I will have plenty of aquavit on hand. (Aquavit (pronounced something along the lines of akka-veet) is a very potent alcoholic beverage). Unfortunately, these stories will be brought to you in the format of a web address, because the stories would just be too long to present fully printed in this entry.

http://www.davethefox.com/words/0112lutefisk.htm

http://www.gorgonzola.org/hewn/lutefisk.html

Vin Diesel has agreed to star in Britain's National Theatre's new production of Hamlet if they allow him to have sole creative control and cut through all "that whiny bullshit". His version will consist of one line of dialogue. While restraining uncle Claudius in a headlock, Hamlet growls, "You should have ghosted me when you had the chance, motherfucker!" He then disembowels all the male characters with his thumbs. In the next scene, he steals inside Gertrude's bedroom and skullfucks mother in her sleep. Finally, he fleshes out the rest of the play by giving Ophelia a four and a half hour orgasm that lasts till the end of Act V. The rest is silence.

First me. I would like to writing and singing a song in english,
tongue that I've studied at the medium school.
I'd surely find the way to recreate the original sound
of the wonderful Beatles english.
I would pick up a girl and
- thank you to the original sound of the wonderful Beatles english -
I would conquer her,
I would marry her and together we will farrow so many much childs.
So we would live until the late age (her),
while I would never die just like Highlander;
but not like Sean Connery, better like Christopher Lambert:
young through the centuries but without cut the head.
So every night I dream my unrealizable, unreasonable, unrecognizable,
unjamestaylorable, unstatesmanlike dream come true.

Second me (the peak of the mountain).
How you call you? How many years you have?
From where come? How stay?
Not to be sad:
the life is a thing wonderful and I am here for make it wonderfuler.
Not see the my love for yourself?
For force, not is visible.
Not hear the sound of the my guitar?
Is play from me; is play for you, is play for we.
Oui, je t'aime, je t'aime - yes -, must to be the my girl;
come on the my car that I bring you at make one tour.
What think of the my car?
Is much beautiful, second me.