The strength of our future lies in our past

I think I'm using the wrong font for French, or something, stuff's coming up as ? that I think is probably supposed to be those es that look like they're wearing little Robin Hood hats with feathers in them.

And, darnit, my human babelfish is off having breakfast or something. Time to hit the computer one.

Elephants? I dunno . . . oh, wait, hey, have you checked if maybe Mr. Marko's in the room right above yours? That'd probably do it. Otherwise it might just be Doc McCoy charging down the hall with Ms. Blaire, if they got Ms. Munroe to make them a really big snowbank like they wanted.

And speaking of which, c'mon! There's six inches of snow outside! Woohoo!

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You mean accents, Jamie? :) That has to be the funniest way I've ever heard them described. How do you describe the c with the little thing beneath it? Or the tilde in Spanish? Inquiring roomies want to know.

And I think I object to being called your human babelfish. More the insinuation that I somehow belong to you. Much to John's dismay, I don't swing that way. Plus I think Kitty would get jealous. ;-)

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The french font on my journal program is not working right. I'm trying to fix it.

Jamie, it is COLD outside. If I go out in the snow tommorow, you owe me hot food. A lot of hot food.

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Is if Jamie sticks you in his ear whenever he wants to talk to Piotr?

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That would be me. Sound-dampening carpet is being installed over the weekend. As well, I'll be looking at the insulation in the mansion with winter coming, apparently no one's put up the storm windows yet. That's going to be remedied this week, so anyone who's gotten into the habit of using their windows as a quick way in and out of the mansion is going to have to deal.

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I am sorry. I did not mean to be rude.

Thank you though.

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Yeah, the little things over the e. C'mon, tell me you can't see how they look like little feather hats. :) The little thing under the c is its tail, of course, and the tilde . . . is that that little squiggle up in the corner of the keyboard? I call that "The Little Squiggle Up In The Corner Of The Keyboard."

You're my human babelfish in the same sense as you're my roommate, doofus. You're also just a little bit of a perv. :)

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Now that's just gross. Not to mention unsanitary--have you seen the way the guy snacks? :)

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Not in my journal you are not being a perv.

The accents do look like hats, Doug.

Jamie, what do you call the german letters with the dots over?

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Hot food. Also hot chocolate. With marshmallows. Lots of them. And I'll even teach you how to make a really good snowball. We can test them on Doug.

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Which, Piotr or Doug?

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You mean those creepy letters that stare at me?

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You are tempting me.

You are tempting me very much.

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Doug. I don't see Piotr snack all that often.

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I should taunt you with giant animated umlauts.

Oh, and the C with the tail is a cedille.

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Did I mention my hot chocolate recipe involves ground-up bits of actual chocolate bars? And that if you make the snowball right, and have good aim, it'll drip all the way down his back?

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I know he drinks that soda that looks like mad scientist beaker fluid. That is enough icky snacking for me not to want Doug in my ear.

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Umlauts? Is that what they're called? Sounds like a Viking battle cry, or something.

IN THE NAME OF UMLAUT THE TERRIBLE! DEATH AND PUNCTUATION!

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You are an evil tempting snow demon, do you know that?

It is a little too late now - but tommorow.

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Absolutely. To both. :)

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That's it. Giant animated umlauts and cedille's.

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You and Artie need to start a company, or something. "Taunting Jamie With Floating Weird Pictures Inc."

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I do not think it would make much money, but I could teach the blinking umlaut to Artie if he wanted.

I think the cedille looks too much like a Pokemon though.

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You mean Mountain Dew?

And why would anyone want me in their ear? Not to mention, why would I want to _be_ in anyone's ear? Ew.

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It took you this long to figure that out? Dude.

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You drip snowballs down my neck and you both die very messily. I'm sure I can get someone to help me hide the bodies.

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