Life is so harrrddd... I have no motivation (I just brainstormed one, but it seems like a lame thing to do... But necessary). I have no monnnnney (This is basically true. At least, not in the thing I call a checking/saving account. This sucks big donkey balls. Not having magical mystical money turns one quite grumpy, if you live in an almost functioning society where one exchanges it for goods and services. Which gave my trip to the library to the library a vaguely socialist feel *what a fine service for the people* and a horribly beaureacratic nonsense-y one *who designed this?! Why can't I do a search THIS way? Even the self check out wasn't intuitive*.) Blech.
The books are exciting though.
I checked out a Pimsler language tape.. If you've never checked out a Pimsler language tape/CD, there is nothing that will make a person (comedy-oriented person, at least) more whiggy. So mockable! So ridiculous! And I got it to take it seriously..(arghh). The CD is kinda horrible, but not quite to the delightful stage -- it's highjacked by it's usefulness. It feels like wearing argyle socks -- not cute whimsical argyle socks, but the socks of repetion, shame and usefulness. Am I repeating what the man tells me to say? Yes I am! Do I turn it down when I come to an intersection? Yes I do!!
I also got a couple of phrase books, including the sexy Lonely Planet phrase book, which has a whole section dedicated to gettin some (The section starts with 'Pick Up Lines' to 'Rejections' to 'Getting Closer' onto 'Sex', then 'Love' and finally 'Problems'. - Delightful!)
Someone I like spending time with speaks a billion other languages, so I'm trying to impress him with my ability to mangle his. Needless to say, French -- much like English -- is dumb.
The dog kept waking me up last night - not pleased! But it's cooler today, I think.
Onward.
2 comments:
Dearest Jen...
I wish I could give you a hug. Because then you would hug back. And we could comfort each other...
I'm sorry to learn you're bumming... I don't know if this will make you feel better, but I look up to you not as my coach, but as a person. You have a ton of positive qualities and are quite the delight. Even when the wallet is empty, you've still got a pocket full of magic.
If you ever need a french coach...you can always call me. I enjoy helping people surprise other people with new kick ass language skillz :)
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