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kittydesadeWas habt ihr vor?
UWE: Sag mal, was macht ihr am Wochenende?
Tell me, what are you doing on the weekend?
MELANIE: Keine Ahnung.
Not much.
MICHAEL: Ich habe am Freitag Probe mit der Band. Am Samstag spielen wir in der Musikfabrik.
I have a Friday rehearsal with the band. On Saturday we play in (der Musikfabrik. Festival?)
UWE: Du, Melanie, da können wir doch zusammen hingehen, oder?
MELANIE: Gute Idee. Das ist super. Vielleicht geht auch Alex mit?
MICHAEL: Der kann nicht. Er muss fürs Examen arbeiten.
UWE: Also, Melanie, ich hole dich um acht ab. In Ordnung?
Fragen:
1. Was hat Michael am Wochenende vor? Er hat am Freitag Probe mit sein Band und sie am Samstag spielen.
2. Wohin möchte Uwe gehen? Waffles.
3. Warum kann Alex nicht mitgehen? Er muss fürs Examen arbeiten.
4. Wann holt Uwe Melanie ab? Um acht.
Ich habe im Internet gesurft.
GISELA: Sag Mal, Alex, mit wem hast du denn gestern Abend so lange telefoniert? Ich habe von acht bis elf immer wieder bei dir angerufen. Es war immer besetzt.
ALEX: Ach, ich habe nur ein bisschen im Internet gesurft.
GISELA: Wie, drei Stunden lang gesurft?
ALEX: Ja, ich habe nach billigen Flügen in die USA gesucht. Außerdem habe ich noch ein paar Infermationen für meine Hausarbeit gebraucht. Un ich habe dir eine E-mail geschrieben. Hast du sie denn nicht bekommen?
GISELA: Weiß ich gar nicht. Ich sitze ja nicht wie du jeden Tag an meinem Computer.
Fragen:
1. Hat Alex gestern Abend lange telefoniert? Nein, Alex habe gestern Abend lange im Internet gesurft.
2. Was hat er von acht bis elf gemacht? Waffles.
3. Warum hat Gisela die E-mail von Alech noch nicht gelesen? Sie sitze nicht jeden Tag an ihrem Computer.
So tired. So damn tired. First I had work, which was bad enough. Cleaning up with the crap from yesterday, dealing with at least two big orders and then a third came in while I was doing that, and then dealing with the box shipment that came in, which had to be at least 50-60 pounds worth of crap right there. And while I did that, cleaning out the damn box room and playing box Tetris, box Jenga, and box Twister. Because it's a damn tiny box room and I had to rearrange the damn thing to get everything in there. With my body. Shut up, you sickos.
And then I got to run around and put stuff away, set out stuff for tomorrow's crapton of stuff I have to ship. There's a ginormous reed order that's supposed to come in, though thank god I don't usually have to deal with that, so if everyone who's supposed to be there is there tomorrow two of them can deal with it and I can just do my normal workload. And then I had spinning class. Which was fun, though it was also later out than I wanted to be after the past two days at work. My back hurts, my legs hurt, my shoulders hurt, and the insides of my arms where the boxes scraped the shit out of my forearms hurts. Ow. But I did manage to make yarn there, towards the end! Uglyass yarn, but yarn.
I did manage to start a very interesting discussion, apparently, on body image and the words we use to describe them. The discussion, for those curious, is here. It involved a bunch of commentary on the ideas we as women (or non-women identifying female persons?) associate with certain words used to describe female physical form, whether they're positive or negative or neutral, etc. I think the biggest conclusion I came to over it was that there's a lack of words that readily come to mind that are very positive, that we feel describe us suitably as people and as women. It feels like we had to think for a comment or three to come up with some, or we found some in other people's comments to describe us. There may be a better way to explain that but it's late and I'm tired. Anyway, it was a cool conversation!
Oogh. Tired. Now, CS post, novel, and maybe a bit of porn before bed.
UWE: Sag mal, was macht ihr am Wochenende?
Tell me, what are you doing on the weekend?
MELANIE: Keine Ahnung.
Not much.
MICHAEL: Ich habe am Freitag Probe mit der Band. Am Samstag spielen wir in der Musikfabrik.
I have a Friday rehearsal with the band. On Saturday we play in (der Musikfabrik. Festival?)
UWE: Du, Melanie, da können wir doch zusammen hingehen, oder?
MELANIE: Gute Idee. Das ist super. Vielleicht geht auch Alex mit?
MICHAEL: Der kann nicht. Er muss fürs Examen arbeiten.
UWE: Also, Melanie, ich hole dich um acht ab. In Ordnung?
Fragen:
1. Was hat Michael am Wochenende vor? Er hat am Freitag Probe mit sein Band und sie am Samstag spielen.
2. Wohin möchte Uwe gehen? Waffles.
3. Warum kann Alex nicht mitgehen? Er muss fürs Examen arbeiten.
4. Wann holt Uwe Melanie ab? Um acht.
Ich habe im Internet gesurft.
GISELA: Sag Mal, Alex, mit wem hast du denn gestern Abend so lange telefoniert? Ich habe von acht bis elf immer wieder bei dir angerufen. Es war immer besetzt.
ALEX: Ach, ich habe nur ein bisschen im Internet gesurft.
GISELA: Wie, drei Stunden lang gesurft?
ALEX: Ja, ich habe nach billigen Flügen in die USA gesucht. Außerdem habe ich noch ein paar Infermationen für meine Hausarbeit gebraucht. Un ich habe dir eine E-mail geschrieben. Hast du sie denn nicht bekommen?
GISELA: Weiß ich gar nicht. Ich sitze ja nicht wie du jeden Tag an meinem Computer.
Fragen:
1. Hat Alex gestern Abend lange telefoniert? Nein, Alex habe gestern Abend lange im Internet gesurft.
2. Was hat er von acht bis elf gemacht? Waffles.
3. Warum hat Gisela die E-mail von Alech noch nicht gelesen? Sie sitze nicht jeden Tag an ihrem Computer.
So tired. So damn tired. First I had work, which was bad enough. Cleaning up with the crap from yesterday, dealing with at least two big orders and then a third came in while I was doing that, and then dealing with the box shipment that came in, which had to be at least 50-60 pounds worth of crap right there. And while I did that, cleaning out the damn box room and playing box Tetris, box Jenga, and box Twister. Because it's a damn tiny box room and I had to rearrange the damn thing to get everything in there. With my body. Shut up, you sickos.
And then I got to run around and put stuff away, set out stuff for tomorrow's crapton of stuff I have to ship. There's a ginormous reed order that's supposed to come in, though thank god I don't usually have to deal with that, so if everyone who's supposed to be there is there tomorrow two of them can deal with it and I can just do my normal workload. And then I had spinning class. Which was fun, though it was also later out than I wanted to be after the past two days at work. My back hurts, my legs hurt, my shoulders hurt, and the insides of my arms where the boxes scraped the shit out of my forearms hurts. Ow. But I did manage to make yarn there, towards the end! Uglyass yarn, but yarn.
I did manage to start a very interesting discussion, apparently, on body image and the words we use to describe them. The discussion, for those curious, is here. It involved a bunch of commentary on the ideas we as women (or non-women identifying female persons?) associate with certain words used to describe female physical form, whether they're positive or negative or neutral, etc. I think the biggest conclusion I came to over it was that there's a lack of words that readily come to mind that are very positive, that we feel describe us suitably as people and as women. It feels like we had to think for a comment or three to come up with some, or we found some in other people's comments to describe us. There may be a better way to explain that but it's late and I'm tired. Anyway, it was a cool conversation!
Oogh. Tired. Now, CS post, novel, and maybe a bit of porn before bed.