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It's really funny to translate from the Russian to the English and see how many words the English translation added. And how much context got packed into the Russian.

Argh bank. The good thing is, I was super-efficient about my workout and my shower and everything else today. The bad thing is, that's a long-ass complicated sentence so being super-efficient still didn't help with the getting Russian done. For that sentence I probably needed the absolute full hour. And not to go off babbling on a context-unpacking spree in chat oops.

Still and nonetheless, it is still easier to understand the damn language. This makes me incredibly happy you guys you have no idea. And for those of you just joining us, yes, I am this weird. I learn languages for fun, because the way words fit together fascinates me (also why I write) and because it amuses me to be able to talk to ALL THE PEOPLE EVER. And play with other languages. Words are my sandbox! I want to collect all of them and fling them around in the air and make new castles and ... um.

Yeah, I'm just gonna go to the bank and stop cackling at you guys.

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( Deutsch )

We went to the bank today and came out with a fucking pre-approval letter for the amount we needed. And depending on how the inspection goes, if it turns out to be a house and not a heffalump, we will be calling her and asking maybe to pick up on the way by the bank to the real estate office a pre-approval letter for a more appropriate amount for what we're going to offer. But yes, we are fucking approved. And I have the necessary monies in my hot little account and everything is beautiful. But the waiting is still the hardest part. I've been assured on multiple fronts that probably no one is going to grab Old Hotness in the next two days, before we do. I still dislike the waiting.

But, you know, there it is. And I have my homework for Thursday, which is to say, looking over all the inspection reports I have and taking note of the boojums therein, for although common snarks do no manner of harm, there are the boojums... And, you know, that's why we pay the inspectors.

But yes. I have a pile of excitement, you guys. And on Friday if all goes well and we put in the offer I will tell you straight of Old Hotness and all of its glory. In the meantime, Prop 8's blatant and unashamed unconstitutionality has been re-upheld (which is to say Prop 8 has been deemed Not Suitable for Law) and somehow Bill O'Reilly jumped to our side for a second, which, really? Is it opposite day and no one told me? And I can do my taxes now and it has been largely an awesome day. Except for the whole waking up almost an hour early thing. Now I just have to go home and get some goddamn sleep. And Thursday, ohhh lordy Thursday the excitement happens.

Hopefully, there will only be snarks.