Working on the “Million Dollar Vocabulary Personal Learning Course” audio book that Kang gave me. I have found the first chapter to be rather insipid, characterized by the nudnik’s long-winded bushwa that only seems to inspire an excerebrose torpor. However, I ought to give this burgeoning work a chance and hearken to its lessons rather than draggle it under my premature illations of impuissance, lest I be judged a lumpen wowser and no pundit. Indeed this course may prove to be of unexpected palmary value as I grow to appreciate the author’s oleaginous schmaltz. I must realize my bellicose attitude often only impedes on the development of telic motivations. A fortiori, I ought as lief persist in the travails of logology if I am to gain the redoubtable meed.
Oh yeah, my brother plays the *carillon* at Berkeley. I always forget that silly word. =] Does anyone know if there are carillon classes at Stanford?
Hmm…how long did it take you to construct that sentence? And can you lend it to me? I have to study for the GRE. 😀
Yay for new words!