High Fidelity. Touchstone Home Video :, 2000. DVD.
I love this bit of dialogue from the film High Fidelity. It does a great job at showing the how words can be interpreted and over-analyzed.
The character Rob's girlfriend, Laura, abruptly ends their long, tumultuous relationship. Rob assumes the reason is one of the many ways he has hurt her. When he discovers she left him to begin dating another man, he obsessively interrogates her about the relationship. She replies, "I haven't slept with Ian yet." To this, Rob is first jubilant to know she has not slept with Ian. Then, the word "yet" gives him pause. This conversation is Rob attempting to get validation in the meaning of the word "yet" as applied to Laura's sentence.
The word "yet" is both an adverb and conjunction. As an adverb, "yet" usually means something over a period of time that has not happen but that is expected to happen. Barry's assertion that the word yet adds and element of longing. The word notes that the action will happen in the future.
If Laura had used "yet" as a coordinating conjunction, her meaning would be more clear to Rob. Coordinating conjunctions contrast two statements to achieve stronger effect. As a coordinating conjunction, "yet" is more similar to "but" or "nevertheless." If we change "yet" to a coordinating conjunction, Laura's statement could be, "I have not slept with Ian, yet I intend to."
Both as an adverb or conjunction, the meaning of "yet" is clear.
If you feel mildly high from food, that's a bad sign, isn't it?
"Sasquatch USED to exist. The government killed him in 1975."
To my not so readers of which there are none
I am still alive but as you can see there are some changes.
I am no longer using posterous. I can't remember the details of their getting out of the blogging game but I wasn't happy with them for a while, so unhappy in fact that whenever it occurred to me to write a post I was deterred by the complicated formatting issues and significantly slower than a hamster on a wheel buffering while I am in the midst of writing. When I hit my stride writing and the screen completely freezes for an indefinite period of time I lose enthusiasm quickly.
I have moved to San Francisco. Charlie is of course here too.
Jeff is hosting my blog. I don't understand the intricacies of that. I like to think I hand him my writing and he waves his arms around and says "ALA KAZAM" and uses his magic mind to put my words on the web. Coming soon: a picture gallery of pictures from my walks and of Charlie the corg.
I am doing well. Moving and life changes are even bigger adjustments for me than the average person. Jeff has been kind enough to invite me to live with him and let me into his life. (He has extended this invitation for many years. The kindness comes in that he patiently kept the invitation open despite my neuroses.)
Lee and Jeff are together.
R.I.P. beautiful Lilly Hammel... You were the best cat and loudest lil' cheeper ever.
We all will love you forever.