I'm screwed, aren't I?

[ladycaviar]

I guess I'm going to have to accept it. It makes no difference whatsoever that "impact" is a noun, and only an noun. Not a verb. Worse, "invite" is a verb, only a verb, and never never never never never never never never is, was, or ever will be a noun. But what I will have to accept is that creepy skin-crawl for the rest of my life, because people simply will use those words that way. Dorkfuckers.


edit: "Orientate" is not a word either. It's "orient." Back off, before I invent new epithets, insolent weasels!

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[scascot.livejournal.com]

I thought about it. I really, really thought about it. And then, I thought about it some more.

And I just couldn't bring myself to do it - I couldn't bring myself to to utilize those three words in a single sentence that would make your skin crawl clear off your body.

Mostly because I knew that somehow, you would hurt me. Even from way over there.

But I thought about it.

[ladycaviar.livejournal.com]

"Sent ya an invite to impact my life, but it left me all disorientated."

See? and now I have to wash my hands. Forever. And this keyboard. And my eyes, and my soul. Next I'll be saying "less calories."No! No! Not I, who have actually complained at grocery stores that it is 15 items or FEWER, goddamnit!

I've surfed for porn that didn't leave me feeling so dirty. I may convert to Catholicism just to confess and be forgiven. Or not.

[stitchwhich.livejournal.com]

Disorientated, she drove the wrong way down the freeway onramp - the police logged it as an 'ivite to impact her vehicle' and declined to ticket her.

There. Did that help?