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[kittydesade]

Translate the following phrases into Irish.
1. An dtuigeann tú?
2. cuig phláta
3. an bhean bhocht
4. Ní fheicim.
5. ocht gcapaill
6. an tsraid
7. mo charr maith
8. tithe ar chnoc
9. Tá an t-oileán go hálainn.
10. dhá ghúna


I'm deeply entertained that I'm doing my Irish exercises while Copper plays in the background. I'm also not entirely sure that's enough practice at word mutations, but I'm out of exercises and it's not like they'll go away just for continuing on in the book. I'll review some more tomorrow.

Body still hurts in the morning from dancing. Though I got more done this morning than I did yesterday, on account of ... well, I don't know what on account of since I had an interrupted sleep last night, too. Maybe just being more aware of it and taking greater efficiency. I did at least almost get a Gods and Monsters draft done, but not much else. Too damn tired. Getting really tired of interrupted sleep, but tonight I wont have the boy coming down for a nap before I go to bed and getting up because night shift after I fall asleep. Extra bonus not appreciating this points because at two in the morning, if I wake up enough to think coherently, I fuss about needing to get a physical and maybe needing to crawl under the house to patch the holes and all kinds of things, and then this spirals down into I'm a bad homeowner and a bad adult and fucking wolves.

Definitely wolves though, because this morning it's all "oh fine, I guess I have to do my routines" and getting on with it.

Finishing up one story, finishing up edits, still need to finish up Phryne inna Jaeger. Which is still the most amusing thing ever. And still cleaning, slowly, the house, but that's a permanent thing. Some of the cleaning involves finding homes for things that have been in boxes these many past weeks. Life goes on. I'm still debating whether or not to do Yuletide this year, I just have so much work to do that fitting one more thing in might push it over the edge. Alas, I'm not getting paid enough for writing this year that I can take days off my job to do it. Or hours. Maybe if I was making any money at writing I would do the shipping and take the rest of the afternoon off, but oh well. We'll see what happens come signup time.