I want to someday use the phrase "bend back your bow." Because it sounds taut and brimming with potential.
I want to call an Aaron... Ayh-ayhron like it seems is standard in local game shops around the northeast Ohio area.
I want to say "it lets us project force" and be referencing something beyond copacetic. Like an air filter.
Slip "cwm" into casual conversation. Which terrifies me but then I get to use "cwm"
"May your blades chip and shatter" instead of fuck you.
"Form up on me" instead of follow me.
Qanat and event horizon. Really wonky works to shoe horn. Thicc and thirsty.
Reference the eiger, El Mio Cid, and brutalist architecture.
Hear somone utter "there's no secrets this year" before unlocking a door.
Hear a girl say the word "panties" The stupid stuff you hear in porn no one says. "I'm so wet"
Somone rap all 800 something Pokemon.
I want to get my kids calling the heat of the summer snicker-snack. And the sway of tall grass in lots vorple.
I want a zenith of stability. A new sun's dawn. Heaven in a grain of sand.
List songs on Huey Lewis and the News albums.
Call the paper pushing I do at work "tradecraft" You dont get it guys...getting your trip purchase pre-approved beforehand is tradecraft.
I "saber rattle" and send my assistant to jilt clients in gunboat diplomacy.
Grind and ride or die. Get woke and check your privilege. Make this blog great again.
I want to write a decent poem.
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