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Составьте предложения. Create logical and grammatically correct sentences by combining elements from the columns (rows) or by substituting words of your own choosing in the columns with the question mark.

Образец: Мне всегда надо заниматься.

Мой, наш, твой
Я, соседка по комнате, преподаватель, родители, ?
Сейчас, часто, инога, всегда
Надо, нужно
Заниматься, работать, покупать подарок, отдыхать, смотреть новости

Меня всегда надо заниматься.
Моей матери сейчас надо работать.
Меня сейчас надо работать. Не хочу.
Твоему соседу по комнате надо покупать подарок.


Ugh. I think I got that grammar point, but I'd like it if th ebook went into a bit more detail on the difference between надо and нужно. If I had more brain I'd probably be able to come up with something. As it is I may hit up either google or my dictionary to find out, if it can't be explained sufficiently?

Ugh, it's cold. I am so ready for winter to be over. I'm debating installing an hour of extra sleep as a coping mechanism against the cold, which is two or three months late, but oh well. It might work. It might actually make me more inclined to get everything done in the morning and less inclined to laze around. As it is... I don't know. I did well, very well, yesterday with exercise, and I'm justifying not getting all my exercises done today by the fact that I have a fuckton of orders to pack (everything that came in last week that I didn't get done because yarn descended, plus the weekend backload) but ... something. I don't like feeling this sullen and sluggish in the morning. I really don't.

I re-watched Legend of the Rangers (a Babylon 5 movie) last night. Apart from the fact that some of the elements of it were pure cheese, Dylan Neal had darker, more brunette hair, and in the lighting of the show half the time his eyes were silver. Between that and cheekbones you could cut yourself on, it was a little ... creepy.

So many things to get done this week. So little inclination to do anything but curl up under blankets and hide and be sullen. Being a good baby courtesan starts with going to work, I guess.

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So. Damn. Tired. And I came down with a case of the I-don't-wanna's this morning and, just generally ugh. I did muscle through most of my exercises and my Russian anyway, instead of going back to bed. and I muscled through about 250+ pounds of merch and a whole big lot of orders. Seriously, the box pile was almost as tall as I was. Pounds of dye, pounds of yarn. And I get to do it somewhat all over again tomorrow because there was still a small pile of ridiculous numbers of orders waiting to be shipped. Call it Son of Ridiculous Pile of Boxes.

I did get jeans today! I got five pairs of jeans to replace the five or six pairs I'm either throwing out because of holes or chopping off to make a pair of shorts or donating or what have you. And I got out of the damned department store with my self-esteem mostly intact! Seriously, I hate department stores. Those dressing room mirrors are made of evil and taunting. They're designed to give you your absolute worst view of yourself, I swear. Fortunately, jeans. Not that hard. They need to fit, I need to be able to run around and sit down and stuff in them, which I could, and they need to not be full of holes. I got five pairs, and two pairs of 14k gold earrings that I can just stick in my ears and leave there. Plain, simple, and they look good, and they don't tarnish or rust or anything, pretty much.

Oh apocabigbang, you know, it doesn't get any less painful to be the last kid picked on the playground when you're an adult. Rarr. Stabbity. Still, someone finally claimed my Dresden Files fic. And then promptly bounced up and down begging to do someone else's story. So, screw you, random person. That was hurtful and irritating. Hell, at this rate I'll do my own damn art. ... ETA: Insult to injury, you then bounce all over the mod wondering when things will be open to second claims? Oh, fuck you. I'll do my own damn art and mix. I'd rather have someone who actually wants to read my story than someone who's only doing it so they can get at the story they really want to work on. I should have just withdrawn the damn thing in the first place.

So, jeans, healthy snacks acquired. Bills paid, which, bleh, but they must be paid. German done. Writing to be worked on in a second, and... I still have a case of the I-don't-wannas. Even more so now because of that stupid Big Bang thing. But I will. Because I have a novel to write. I have a novel to edit. I have at least two randomass fanfics to finish, one Molly (Heroes)/Claire (Supernatural) and one really silly Human Target one. I have wool to card and learn to spin tomorrow, if the snow and ice doesn't descend. And I have stuff to do. So the I-don't-wannas can just fuck right off.