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Os comhair (opposite)
This requires the genitive case of nouns:
os comhair an dorais - facing the door
os comhair an bhainc - facing the bank
os comhair an tséipéil - facing the church (yes. not bank. wtf.)
os comhair na fuinneoige - facing the window

It puts a pronoun in the possessive form, e.g. me becomes my
os mo chomhair (amach) - facing me
os do chomhair (amach)- facing you
os bhur gcomhair (amach) - facing you (pl)

Thar (past, beyond, across)
This refers to both space and time.
Téigh thar an banc. Go past the bank.
Bhí sé thar am agat. It was past time for you.
Chuaigh muid thar an abhainn. We crossed the river.

The personal forms are:
tharam - past me
tharat - past you
tharais - past him
thairsti - past her
tharainn - past us
tharaibh - past you
tharstu - past them

Some examples:
Chuaigh siad tharam ar an mbóthar. They went past me on the road.
Ná téigh tharais sin. Don't go past that (or any farther).

So, yesterday was supposed to be a language routines and get some writing done yesterday, but what with one thing and another, that didn't happen. I kind of figured it wouldn't happen at work, but when I got home, oh lordy.

First I got home and found out that Sasha Roiz had replied to my off the cuff Princess Bride tweet. Being replied to by an actor you have a crush on is always cause for a little jolt, but this is three days after the parody Renard (Sasha's character on Grimm) account was making Princess Bride references, so there's a whole load of baggage going on with that. Baggage and mental images. Then I go in and sit down to do caps and order dinner because fuck if I'm going to be on my feet in the kitchen, but the boy wants me to walk with him to the gas station on the corner to get gas for the lawn mower. Okay, fair enough. So we do that, come back, I sit down to do caps. Put in the wrong goddamn DVD the first time and it takes me a second to realize it. Swap it out for the right DVD, take a couple caps, get up, feed the cats. Sit down to do caps, get up about twenty minutes later because he's found a baby snake. Baby garter snake. It's cute! I put it in a marigold pot, take a picture. Go to pick it up and put it back on the ground and it pees on me. I got peed on. By a fucking snake. So, fine, fucker, stay in the flower pot. Go take a couple more caps. Feel guilty, come out, finally manage to get the snake out and onto the ground where it can go find a home and food, go back inside. Boy calls me out front to show me how much he's weeded. What are you, five? Can't it wait? I'm exhausted and trying to finish my goddamn caps for this blog entry. So I go look at his weeding, come back in, do a couple MORE caps, realize I've forgotten to order the fucking food. Go back out, boy tells me to go back in and get a menu. Go back in, get a menu, stand around wait for him to decide. Order food. FINISH THE FUCKING CAPS. Food happens. I eat food, sit down to write, boy decides he wants to watch I Am Legend. I am already tired, I don't want to be exhausted and depressed. Go upstairs. Come back downstairs, get chocolate, put food away, go back upstairs. Write some. Discover that writing on the bed leads to exhaustion becoming come on, just go to sleep already. Buggeryfuck. Discover James Nesbitt is coming to Dragon*Con, well, that's good for a bit of an adrenaline hit? No, that doesn't last. Give up on writing, go to bed.

So, yeah. Very little of what I wanted to do yesterday got done. Though Sasha did tweet me back. And a snake peed on me. That doesn't happen every day. I kind of wonder if it got eaten by a bird, though. There was a bird that came down and started eyeballing the place where I put the poor thing, and then when I ran back up the walk to chase it away I didn't see the snake again. Either it burrowed or the bird got it. Ah, nature.

So, okay. Today's plan is to get G&M drafted at work and get at least one scene edited in Black Ice, maybe two. I have an idea of what's going on in G&M, I just need to have the energy to write it down. I have time blocked off in the evening for edits, too, or rather, time left free. So there's that. Hopefully today will be at least a little less chaotic than yesterday. Maybe? Please?