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Наша дача
(Since this is easier, so far, than writing dialogues cold.)
У нас есть дача в Делаваре. Четыре комнаты и большая гостиная и кухня. Нет телевизор (genitive, isn't it. Ugh, don’t' know that case), но есть газ и телефон.

.. Okay! Never mind. Tomorrow, back to dialogue, or at least, dialogue format. *eyes cross* Or, no. Translating the bits in the English-to-Russian dialogue given and then moving on to the grammar. Oi.

And, verbs for review! Possibly some usage review as well.

By car/vehicle, one-way. Я еду, ты едешь, она едет, мы едем, вы евете, они едут
By car/vehicle, round-trip/routine/habitual. Я езжу, ты ездишь, он ездит, мы ездим, вы ездите, они ездят

By foot, one-way. Я иду, ты идёшь, она идёт, мы идём, вы идёте, они ивут
By foot, multi-directional (as the verb book says) Я хожу, ты ходишь, он ходит, мы ходим, вы ходите, они ходят

To-do list remains the same, since car stuff took longer than I expected last night. But I did pick up a backup Silk Spectre costume in case not heat-setting the dye with an actual iron will make the paint job run when I wash my leotard. And anyway, it gives me the belt. Which is shiny. I also need to figure out what I want to get with my Christmas money and what I should get. Bleh. Maybe I'll wait until it's all in and decided and figured out. I love it, though. I don't get presents much anymore, I get Christmas money, and then I get to figure out my own presents. Silly family.

Also, I'm back on a Blood Ties kick again.

1. Finish going over Blade Runner PBB. Not as bad as I thought, but still. Write in edits.
2. Start research for Nameless (anyone else want to poke at his outline?)
3. Go over Corsair outline. Still, anyone else want to take a poke at it?
4. Do meme for Corsair.
5. Fill in scenes for Blood Ties.
6. Essay
7. Water fic
8. Storage cards and cables for cameras. *Current camera is a GE A1050

[Fic] Wassermusik

Title: Wassermusik
Word Count: 1,296
Rating: PG-13 for naughty words.
Summary: Nightswimming, and a quiet night.
A/N: Two months early.

"Shh! Shaddup!"

It didn't help. Not that he didn't stop, because he did, at least for a little while. But though the splashing had stopped the looks and giggles refused to quit. The world was drained of color, everything in the palest shades of blue and purple and green, mostly black and gray. She could still make out the curve of his half-smile in the tiny corridors of light they passed through.

"We could always turn it, upend it over our heads and walk low to the ground..."

"Like a pair of cartoon characters? Besides, you're taller than me. Everyone would get to see your unsightly, pale legs."

Snort. "And we wouldn't want that, now would we?"

Well. He wouldn't, at least. She didn't mind.

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Familial relations, yay!

( German )

We actually had some Germans in the store today. I completely failed to follow the conversation they were having about how to translate something for the Witch Queen, who had asked a question, thereby proving to myself that no matter how well I can read, no, I can't follow a conversation. I also couldn't remember enough to actually offer to translate, so I wisely kept my mouth shut. See? I can be taught!

Apparently not to stay out of the rain, though. I ventured out to get sushi and soup and, well, let's just say I was very glad of the hot soup and the spare pair of jeans I keep at work. Next up: spare socks, too. And maybe spare shoes.

You know that thing that they do in movies where your umbrella turns upside down and inside out in the wind? I have never had that happen to me, I have never seen that happen, I always thought it was fiction. Until today. Now, go on, guess why I was glad of the hot soup and spare pair of jeans, go on, guess. I'll wait.

TWICE.

That said, I'm somewhat getting my groove back, writing wise. Sort of. Slowly. Vaguely. I hate deadlines.

For tomorrow:

1. Fill in scenes in Blood Ties
2. Type up edits for Blade Runner pp 1-10
3. Print out, clean up Blood Ties pp 1-15
4. Clean up Corsair outline: Ordeals? to Resurrection, or thereabouts.