On my desk at work, I have a calendar of Lost Language. Technically, for long and boring reasons, it's a 2011 calendar, which means I'm in danger of thinking today is Tuesday.
Every so often, the word of the day turns out to be a word I use all the time. Well, fair enough, I have a somewhat rapacious and eclectic approach to words. Gems from this week include "ruriculous", "gloppened" and "sevous" (none of which I knew).
Today's word (which is actually a phrase):
To be in a huff: to have a fit of petulance or offended dignity.
Is there any meaningful sense in which that particular bit of language is lost?
Every so often, the word of the day turns out to be a word I use all the time. Well, fair enough, I have a somewhat rapacious and eclectic approach to words. Gems from this week include "ruriculous", "gloppened" and "sevous" (none of which I knew).
Today's word (which is actually a phrase):
To be in a huff: to have a fit of petulance or offended dignity.
Is there any meaningful sense in which that particular bit of language is lost?
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Date: 2012-05-24 10:43 am (UTC)Tell me that our true love hasn't died?
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Date: 2012-05-24 11:06 am (UTC)Oh, except Wikipedia tells me that isn't pronounced "Bruffam", which spoils the effect.
It sounds like your lyric is from You Were Always On My Mind, in which case no kudo for you.
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Date: 2012-05-24 11:17 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-05-24 06:14 pm (UTC)http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.co.uk/2010/04/alot-is-better-than-you-at-everything.html