Hewt noenikker

‘Floccinaucinihilipilification’ was added to the English language as an act of fancy (or at least this is what the rumors on the internet claim) by the students of Eton College by stringing together four Latin words and was the longest word in the first edition of the Oxford dictionary: this act of caprice has had its ups and downs over the years, from being in the House of Commons to now featuring in this impulsive fustian, FAAH SHOOT… It is that time of the ‘year’ (this is a major lexical gap in English; I can’t find an appropriate word for this unit of time sooo… think whatever you like) when the nth iteration of your respective granfalloon moves on, the process of ‘enculturation’ (‘chaddi khul gaya’ ifykyk) that elicited the aisenyhcat (or whatever is the opposite of tachynesia) and provided relief from the accelerating contiguous past-present-future block moving through (a disclaimer is in place here: at least for me) the stomach the entire last period has stopped, but as a lot of compeers have already relocated, the completely self-serving but somewhat necessary (faah, writing the last three words feels awfully insincere) procedure of fraternization feels like vagary this time about; still, this neverending sentence is not what I want to write about here: the objective is (at this point not replacing ‘is’ with ‘was’ is dereliction considering how far we have come from the intended topic) to talk about whatever the act of writing this exercise in grandiloquence of an article constitutes and the word I’ve been shying from using the entire time, ‘whimsy’.

“Oh for someone understanding, out here in this endless Forest! We could ride our wing’d Pigs side by side through the Aether and chat about it all.” – Mason and Dixon

keeping up with my last post I disclose/disclaim that Gemma helped me with correcting the punctuation (She even suggested me to use em-dashes, which I declined) and to clean up an incorrect use of a preposition.