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[kittydesade]

Put the items into order from most recent to most distant:
anuraidh
an mhí seo caite
an tseachtain seo caite
arú inné
inné

arú aréir
maidin inné
tráthnóna inné
aréir

Deirdre: Conas tá tú, a Shéamais? Ní fhaca mé thú le tamall.
Séamas: Tá áthas orm tú a fheiceáil. Aon scéal?
Deirdre: Bhuaigh Treasa duais mhór sa Chrannchur Náisiúnta.
Séamas: Ar bhuaigh? Níor chuala mé é sin in aon chor. An raibh tú ag caint léi?
Deirdre: Ní raibh. A deartháir a dúirt liom é.
Séamas: Céard a rinne sí leis an airgead?
Deirdre: Cheannaigh sí carr di féin agus ceann dá muintir.
Séamas: An ndearna? An-smaoineamh. Níor cheannaigh mise ticéad riamh. Cad fútsa?
Deirdre: Ceannaím ceann gach seachtain, ach níor bhuaigh mé faic fós.

Iriseoir: Cathain a tháinig tú go Nua-Eabhrac?
Mícheál: Trí bliana ó shin.
Iriseoir: Cén fáth ar fhág tú Éire?
Mícheál: Níor éirigh liom post a fháil nuair a d'fhág mé an scoil.
Iriseoir: An ea? An ndearna tú an Ardteist?
Mícheál: Rinne, ach ní dhearna mé ró mhaith ann.
Iriseoir: Tuigim. Ar chuir tú isteach ar mórán postanna?
Mícheál: Chuir mé isteach ar roinnt. Ach bhí fonn orm teacht anseo.
Iriseoir: An bhfuair tú post láithreach?
Mícheál: Ní bhfuair. Thóg sé tamall uaim.
Iriseoir: Cén sórt oibre a fuair tú?
Mícheál: Bhí mé ag obair i mbialann ar dtús. Níor fhan mé ann ach sé mhí.
Iriseoir: Agus ansin?
Mícheál: Fuair mé post i ngaráiste ach níor thaitin sé liom.
Iriseoir: Nár thaitin? Cén fáth?
Mícheál: Ní raibh an pá ró-mhaith.
Iriseoir: Ní raibh, is dócha. An ndeachaigh tú abhaile ó shin?
Mícheál: Chuaigh mé ann ar feadh míosa anuraidh.
Iriseoir: Ar mhaith leat fanacht anseo?
Mícheál: Níor mhaith. B'fhearr liom dul abhaile.


Not entirely sure what the fuck's going on in my life but I'm rather pleased with the results? But it's still boggling. More attention from published or produced writers, more of the universe hammering into my head that writing is a thing that is going to happen as long as I put the work into it, apparently ... something. I don't know. I'm just going to keep doing what I've been doing and try not to be rocked too much by things, I guess. Get my hopes up too high or let my fears get too loud, either one.

Anyway. The rewrite seems to be coming along, at least, so I'll try working on both that and Subversive mummies today in the Subversive mummies timeslot and we'll see what happens. I need to get the death of Wednesday up and out and do my languages because yesterday there was just too much going on and I was too exhausted to do much of anything. Did get one promised readover done. Not sure what else didn't get done yesterday that needs to get pushed off to today, but looking at things it shouldn't be too hard to catch up.

So, today's statement of intent Subversive Mummies and the Syd/Julien thing. Which still needs a title. Today's Russian words: пройти, ребята in context, and go over the day before's mistakes. This time with the right pronouns. German will hopefully get started back up again. Um. I need to rearrange my schedule too, I forgot about having PoI from Thurs to next Wed. That shouldn't be too hard.

I... really when did this start becoming a thing, where I write and people who have published writing credits and have had things produced for fucking television pay attention? Seriously. I blame my ancestors. Things started getting a bit wacky around the Solstice last year and, well, everyone knows that's when the calendar turned over. The great calendar. So I blame my ancestors. Now someone fetch me a Tardis so I can go back in time and slap the shit out of them.