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Conditional sentences - a conditional sentence contains two clauses, the condition (wenn-clause) and the conclusion. The wenn-clause states the condition under which some event may or may not take place.

* Conditions of fact: Wenn ich Zeit habe, komme ich mit. If I have time, I'll come along.
* Conditions contrary to fact: Wenn ich Zeit hätte, würde ich mitkommen./Wenn ich Zeit hätte, käme ich mit. If I had the time, I would come along.

To talk about the present, a speaker uses present-time subjunctive of the main verb (e.g. hätte) in the condition clause (wenn-clause) and in the conclusion a würde construction (e.g. würde mitkommen) or the present-time subjunctive of the main verb (e.g. käme). Formal written german tends to avoid the würde construction in the wenn-clause. Subjunctive forms of strong and weak verbs are discussed later on.

Oof. No exercises today, I think, while I get back into the swing of things.


It is, in fact, so dead at work, that I spent most of the morning with A discussing how we would insert ourselves into The Hobbit to smack some sense into Thorin during the Arkenstone debacle, and then what having a sensible, back to his wise(ish) ruling self Thorin would do to the time between Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. Somehow this led to "GET THEE AN HEIR" and which of Kili and Fili would have children most likely to be a suitable heir, assuming Thorin didn't find himself a wife and have lots of little stupidly attractive dwarf children. And sitting on Thorin's head to keep him from going and dealing with Moria. And and and.

I am not writing that one. I have four NYRs to work on and Talia Wayne AU, which is still in progress because Bane/Talia FOR EVER. For various values of Bane/Talia ranging from asexual yet lifebonded to parners and lovers and parents till death do they part or not even then.

Biscuits happened over the weekend, with the discovery that I can in fact make pretty decent buttermilk biscuits and not fuck it up, except for the getting flour everywhere. Which tends to happen during baking. Buttermilk biscuits and stewed chicken, and yesterday grilled chicken with herbs from my garden. You guys I actually plucked things from my windowsill garden and put them onto food! And it was delicious. Om nom nom. There may have to be more baking this coming weekend but today/tonight/tomorrow there will be replacing showerheads and mopping MORE floors (seriously, we mop three times and the water still turns this nasty gray-brown halfway through) and possibly starting to peel the wallpaper off the spare bedroom so we can get that painted up and ready to be moved in. Because Pixie's coming in February and AUGH. My house is FILTHY AND NOT SUITABLE FOR COMPANY.

... Oh, hey, I'm on chapter 'elf.' Yes, Elf means Eleven in German. I'm going to laugh anyway.

... Oh, hey, my Japanese book part 1 arrived. That's timely. I'm supposed to start that tonight. And my base/top coat for nail polish, which means once I get that replacement screw for my vanity I can get all THAT unpacked and do that, even if I'm not feeling the beauty very much today because sharks. Fucking sharks. Eh, another day or two and I should be feeling it more, though, which should coincide with everything being unpacked. Which means that the last of my new courtesanly tools are in, which means it's time to get started on all the projects for the coming year. 2013 I am ready for you. Do not disappoint me.

Just in case 2013 starts off disappointing, I present to you, Thorin Dreamboatshield: An Unexpected Hotness of Dwarves