Adding an “s” to something makes it plural. Just the “s”. By itself. Sometimes an “es” is appropriate, as when the noun in question ends with an “s”. Vowels (and the letter “y”) at the end of words get their own special treatment, and some words even have special pluralizations. Like Mice. And Wolves.
Adding an “‘s” to something makes it posessive. Except in the case of “it’s” (which is a contraction of “it is”,) it always makes it posessive. “‘s” cannot make a noun plural.
PPCs is plural. PPC’s is posessive.
Sorry. That’s just been annoying me for a while lately and I figured it would make me feel better if I posted it somewhere public.
In other news — movement. I’m coming down to the end of the Quarter/Semester, which is making me really nervous as I’m not doing as well this time as I have in the past.
Bill Stave (the obnoxious, malodorous smoker — normally I’d think that was redundant, but this case was special– who had been sharing my house) has finally moved out. The room he was in has even stopped stinking as much, since it took me so long to post this news.
Alison’s mother got a new smoker-boyfriend to replace the one who had apparently actually quit. I really don’t understand this. If statistics are to be believed, some 80% of her potential choices in boyfriends don’t smoke. What are the odds of two smokers in a row out of a random assortment?
As a consequence of having a new Smoker to bring around, Peggy apparently decided to try to prove to Alison that she didn’t have a problem again, as seems to be becoming her new Holiday tradition. This happened to coincide with Alison picking up a case of strep and an apparent worsening of her condition (she now has trouble with smoke from a fireplace…)
Anyway, Alison has moved in with my mother for the short-term while we try to get our house ready for her. I’m working on getting her medical help too. She’s been able to get up in the afternoons now that she can actually sleep at night (on account of not having to deal with her sister and HER boyfriends.)