Oh no! Quizilla's site crashed before I could even do the BOOBS quiz (w/pics).

Luckily, there are many more sites that offer this kind of pastime and blog-pollution ...

Too bad all SelectSmart's quizzes don't have pictures in their results code.

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My #1 result for the SelectSmart.com selector, Every town has a story- Tombstone has a legend! , is Doc Holliday

Yay! Doc Holliday is my favourite character in the Wild West mythology - originally a dentist, he soon became a professional gambler. After falling ill with TBC, Doc became very ... defiant ... of death. He befriended Wyatt Earp, and they had some jolly good times in Tombstone.

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What am I doing ...??? Please tell me I'm just having a bad dream! Please reassure me that I'm not really going to paste this code in here!!!


You're the smirk, a frown-smile hybrid that's a
little bit cocky and usually associated with
evil or arrogant, but attractive people.You
probably just don't give a damn, but it's
everyone else's fault if you don't because
you're too awesome to have any real faults.


What Kind of Smile are You?
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Alas, it was reality. I really did go to that terrifying quizilla site and do one of the quizzes ... and what's even more horrifying: I pasted the results in my Blog.

Nooooo!!! Take me away from here!

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Actually, I just liked both the image and the results ... Except I'm not just a little bit cocky - I'm TURUKHTAN! The fighting cock! (Argh. That sounds really bad in English ...)

More about wacky ustaadhi min 'Amman.

Today, our Jordanian guest professor taught us how to make negated nominal sentences. While he was writing hardly intelligible die-hard-handwriting script on the blackboard, one of the students asked politely, if he could perhaps write all the letters on just one level, so that it would be easier to read and copy.
Replied al-ustaadh, "I write it like this so you not fall asleep!! Sometimes I write for my students like this -" (he bent over to the left and scribbled some words vertically on the blackboard) "- so they not sleep! You are actually VERY LUCKY!!!"

When we were supposed to think of example sentences, I considered: "Laysa al-ustaadhu tawiilan." ("The professor is not tall" - He's only about 1,60 - 1,70 m above sea level). But then, I thought that maybe it would hurt his feelings, and quickly changed it to "Laysa al-waladu tawiilan." ("The boy ...") After all, I don't know yet how to express "But I find short men attractive!" in Arabic. ("Ana bahabb rajuliina laysa tawiiliina" ...??)

Hmm. I don't even know what "hairy" is in Arabic. I really need that English-Arabic dictionary!!

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Today, I had lunch with some of my class mates. One of them was obviously quite awe-struck by my existence, and asked me a lot of things about myself. When she finally asked exactly how many languages I had studied, I was only happy when another of my classmates suddenly exclaimed something that averted the attention from that fatal question.

It would have been alright if only the questioning girl would have been there, as she seemed to have enough confidence and strength of character to survive the terrible secret of my linguistic education. But I was afraid that one or another of the other girls would be of the far too common kind of people who instantly start hating me blindly when they understand how intelligent I am. (Yes, I know how corny that sounds, but that's the way it is: there are immense amounts of people in this world who think it's unfair if someone knows more than they do about something, and get terrible fits of inferiority complex when exposed to someone like me. I mean, who wouldn't - I'm beautiful, intelligent, I've 'been around', I'm single, I used to cut myself in the left arm in secondary school, I'm a perpetual virgin, I don't make friends easily (because I'm afraid they'll get an inferiority complex when they get to know me) ...)

Oh, and the number of languages I've studied? What's the big deal ... Just eleven. And I don't even speak more than five of them fluently.

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It seemed like something was smelling strange in my fridge. I checked if it maybe was the rests of the radish sprouts that have been lying around there ever since my sister visited me a couple of weeks ago. In that time they might have gone bad ...
But they hadn't gone bad. Quite the opposite: they were sprouting on, trying to grow into nice, big radishes.
Ah yes. Sprouts are fine food for cheapskates like myself. You get more than you paid for, if you can only wait a few weeks before you eat them ...

As for the smell, I came to the conclusion that it was probably just the normal way mashed tomatoes smell.

The King's Dictionary - The Rasulid Hexaglot: Fourteenth Century Vocabularies in Arabic, Persian, Turkic, Greek, Armenian and Mongol (Handbook of Oriental Studies: Part 8 Uralic Studies and Central Asia)


This book makes my mouth water.

Why is it so exasparatingly difficult to find cheap, used English/German/whatever-ARABIC dictionaries?? The only useful ones are only available NEW, which means I can't (or don't want to) afford them. It was very easy to find a nice Arabic-English dictionary (Hans Wehr, baby), but the other way around is just ... &¤#%!!

I will also take the opportunity to cry out in rage over the state of affairs regarding Russian dictionaries. Now that I already have all the dictionaries I could ever need, which I acquired only after several years of heavy used-bookstore-hunting, thre are suddenly MOUNTAINS of cheap, excellent Russian dictionaries all over the place!!! How? Why?! Aieee!!!

... I have a real little zionist in my Hebrew class. Today, before the lecture, he first complained that the faculty (of Semitic Languages) was full of photographs from Arab countries, but nothing that had to do with Israel or the Hebrew language. Then, during the lecture, he gazed with dismay at my kheffiyeh. Finally, after the lecture, he found some posters from the University of Amman, advertising studies in Arabic for foreign students, and read out aloud some text on them with an exaggerated fake Arabic accent, while trying to catch my glance.

Yes, either he's a zionist, or he has a crush on me. Or both, what do I know ...

Anyway, we have a guest professor from Amman in my Arabic class, and we had the first lecture with him today. Which was pretty ... interesting.
As-sayyiid 'A*** has a great personality. When he teaches, he jumps around and shouts cheerily. Sometimes in English, more often in Arabic, most of the time both at the same time. In between all the Arabic grammar terms he expects us to know, he gives comments like "Yes, in Arab countries, we can have many wives! Four wives! Yes, it's very nice!!", and every now and then, he checks that his fly isn't open. Indeed, his lecture today was quite refreshing ... I actually learned a lot.

Hey, that was pretty okay. So, I can continue with the following ...

In order to check how this thing handles images, I'll show you my most important nutrient.

Two Egyptian joint-smoking headbangers are trying to have fun with me + their webcam.

Tinet : Can I try my Arabic on you?

Tinet : Is that a joint, or just a cigarrette?

xxx : no

Tinet : No what??

xxx : it ajoint

Tinet : I thought so.

Tinet : I'll try my Arabic anyway: Ana Tinet. Man anta?

xxx : i wanna forget arabic

Tinet : Why?? It's a wonderful language. Just listen to it: "Teazak asal!"

xxx : what da fuck u talking about ...dont talk about my ass!

Tinet : He he, just joking with you ...

... I hate the smiley over there on the left, by the comment board. Is there no way I can get rid of it or replace it??!!