I've been told that I'm expected to write only good literary stuff....ahem! that's a tall order. For all those who are uninitiated into the world of literary horrors, literature is no lay person's cup of tea.
You have to develop the perseverence to sit through hours of staring at a black wall... for that is what the black print of your monster text begins to seem after a few hours. You need training, mind you, this is tougher than treading the treadmill or those excruciating crunches....for without training you would have lost the weight of your senses in less than two hours. Literary theory (for that is what intellectually stimulating literary stuff is made of), also requires you to acquire decoding skills, for here, as some understand, the sheer complexity of the structural pattern and its correct syctatical representation with right amount of verbosity thrown in, makes good literary work.
*humph*
Yes.
It's certainly not my cup of tea.
For those who vote against all that stands for high literary acumen, cast your votes.
One vote casted!Win by majority.
Only high gibberical talent of the highly lay order allowed....
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one more vote babe! hee hee.. a longer comment wud be warranted but i already told you na? :P
"the sheer complexity of the structural pattern and its correct syctatical representation with right amount of verbosity thrown in, makes good literary work."
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You little leftist imp! But,but,but what a wonderfully ambiguous post. I love it. Ahh, the whiff of a true D.U. academic that wafts throughout the little post makes my day.
And little democracies like your blogspot I don't believe in, my beautiful, lovely, soulmate. :P
No votes cast(votes under erasure, mind you). HYUCK hyuck.
mmmm...i already won by majority dahling ehehehehe.....no democracy...it's my on sweet world of individualistic autocracy.... ;)
You pseudo/faux leftist. Autocracy huh? How about pornocracy? That appeals more to my convent school sensibilities. Haaaah.
Ailo? Update? Your blog needs to provide the respite I need from the trash I read on blogs these days. Must I always be disappointed with what I perceive as potential? You must be the saviour. I insist.
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