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kittydesadeКакая температура? Сколько градусов?
1 градус
2, 3, 4 градуса
0, 5-20 градусов
три градуса = three degrees
градуса три = about three degrees (brr!)
-5 = минус пять градусов = пять градусов мороза
I'm just guessing on these because the diagrams are all funky and the thermometers only go by 10s, so it's "bar ends somewhere between the two, bar ends slightly above the ten, bar ends slightly below the 20, is that at the 20 or slightly above the 20..." nonsense.
Also, the book says "-40. Scales converge; schools close in Russia." I think I'm scared.
Oh. I still haven't memorized my numbers. I should have done that.
1. пять градусов
2. двенадцать градусов
3. двадцать градусов
4. двадцать два градуса
5. минус десять градусов
6. минус пятнадцать градусов
7. минус восемнадцать градусов
8. двадцать четыре градуса
9. ноль градусов?
10 тридцать градусов
Холодно. На улице минус 5 градусов. Cold.
Прохладно. градусов 10. Cool.
Тепло. 20-22 градуса. Warm.
Жарко. Градусов 30. Hot.
Идёт дождь. (It's raining.)
Идёт снег. (It's snowing. Il neige?)
Светит солнце. (The sun is shining.But the ice is slippery.)
Нет красивый. Russians don't use that word to describe the weather. There's a bad joke in that.
Hm mm mm... and talk about the weather. I can't remember the rest of those lyrics. I am, however, terribly amused that Kiki is apparently predicting my book. And, goddammit, I need to learn my numbers. Maybe I should make flash cards.
Oogh. Despite getting a late night to bed last night (but I finished the damn fic!) and a slow start this morning as a result, the only thing I skimped on is exercises. I think that deserves a pat on the back. Especially since it was just the specific exercises, there was a fair bit of going walkies.
Ugh. As everyone's been saying, another day, another slew of bad news from the Gulf. I kind of wonder if now people will agree that we need to at least cut back our dependence on oil, except that I don't have a clear idea of how dependent we really are on it (my guess is, lots) and it's the sort of things that sounds clever when you don't really know what you're talking about. I do think we need to investigate living a more sustainable lifestyle. But mostly this wasn't meant to be a rant on green living so much as a holy fucking hell that's a mess. Mr. President, taking full responsibility for this, what the hell were you thinking? You just painted a big fat target on your back and you aren't responsible for this, anyway. BP is. Take the responsibility you're due, and no more than that. I have no idea what your stance originally was on offshore drilling, but there's your responsibility. Rant rant ramble. I'm going to stop now before I'm here all morning.
Clearing out the last of the weekend backlog today, partly made more complicated by the fact that I didn't get in till noon thirty yesterday. Dentists, yay. On the plus side, I only have one appointment between this cleaning and the next in October. On the minus side, it's a root canal. Yay. On the plus side, it's not a wisdom tooth extraction? Which is now on my top whatever list of horrific dental procedures I don't want to have. Also, the dentist said the magic words "might come out", which means Jag gets to have more panic nightmares about all the teeth falling out of my mouth (more than I actually have, I think, to begin with, which is impressive) so, yeah. Root canal asap please and thank you. I like my teeth.
Ugh. Right. Anyway, two looming deadlines over with. One fic posted, other fic needs going over and then posted. I'm still kind of terrified of offending someone with that second fic. It's not a topic I've ever really dealt with before. I've tried to address issues that I've had brought up as things a person in that situation would have to make, and I've tried to make the character a well rounded character in his own right. And... that's the best I know how to do? We'll see. Next up, finishing Holmes and not getting distracted by wondering about Japanese and Twitter. Ahem. Finishing Holmes and working on the other three things. Four things. Ish. Ugh.
ETA: Ah-HAH. So twitter DOES include both kanji and hiragana as characters. Oh, god, now I'm tempted to write 140 character stories in Japanese. Someone hit me.
1 градус
2, 3, 4 градуса
0, 5-20 градусов
три градуса = three degrees
градуса три = about three degrees (brr!)
-5 = минус пять градусов = пять градусов мороза
I'm just guessing on these because the diagrams are all funky and the thermometers only go by 10s, so it's "bar ends somewhere between the two, bar ends slightly above the ten, bar ends slightly below the 20, is that at the 20 or slightly above the 20..." nonsense.
Also, the book says "-40. Scales converge; schools close in Russia." I think I'm scared.
Oh. I still haven't memorized my numbers. I should have done that.
1. пять градусов
2. двенадцать градусов
3. двадцать градусов
4. двадцать два градуса
5. минус десять градусов
6. минус пятнадцать градусов
7. минус восемнадцать градусов
8. двадцать четыре градуса
9. ноль градусов?
10 тридцать градусов
Холодно. На улице минус 5 градусов. Cold.
Прохладно. градусов 10. Cool.
Тепло. 20-22 градуса. Warm.
Жарко. Градусов 30. Hot.
Идёт дождь. (It's raining.)
Идёт снег. (It's snowing. Il neige?)
Светит солнце. (The sun is shining.
Нет красивый. Russians don't use that word to describe the weather. There's a bad joke in that.
Hm mm mm... and talk about the weather. I can't remember the rest of those lyrics. I am, however, terribly amused that Kiki is apparently predicting my book. And, goddammit, I need to learn my numbers. Maybe I should make flash cards.
Oogh. Despite getting a late night to bed last night (but I finished the damn fic!) and a slow start this morning as a result, the only thing I skimped on is exercises. I think that deserves a pat on the back. Especially since it was just the specific exercises, there was a fair bit of going walkies.
Ugh. As everyone's been saying, another day, another slew of bad news from the Gulf. I kind of wonder if now people will agree that we need to at least cut back our dependence on oil, except that I don't have a clear idea of how dependent we really are on it (my guess is, lots) and it's the sort of things that sounds clever when you don't really know what you're talking about. I do think we need to investigate living a more sustainable lifestyle. But mostly this wasn't meant to be a rant on green living so much as a holy fucking hell that's a mess. Mr. President, taking full responsibility for this, what the hell were you thinking? You just painted a big fat target on your back and you aren't responsible for this, anyway. BP is. Take the responsibility you're due, and no more than that. I have no idea what your stance originally was on offshore drilling, but there's your responsibility. Rant rant ramble. I'm going to stop now before I'm here all morning.
Clearing out the last of the weekend backlog today, partly made more complicated by the fact that I didn't get in till noon thirty yesterday. Dentists, yay. On the plus side, I only have one appointment between this cleaning and the next in October. On the minus side, it's a root canal. Yay. On the plus side, it's not a wisdom tooth extraction? Which is now on my top whatever list of horrific dental procedures I don't want to have. Also, the dentist said the magic words "might come out", which means Jag gets to have more panic nightmares about all the teeth falling out of my mouth (more than I actually have, I think, to begin with, which is impressive) so, yeah. Root canal asap please and thank you. I like my teeth.
Ugh. Right. Anyway, two looming deadlines over with. One fic posted, other fic needs going over and then posted. I'm still kind of terrified of offending someone with that second fic. It's not a topic I've ever really dealt with before. I've tried to address issues that I've had brought up as things a person in that situation would have to make, and I've tried to make the character a well rounded character in his own right. And... that's the best I know how to do? We'll see. Next up, finishing Holmes and not getting distracted by wondering about Japanese and Twitter. Ahem. Finishing Holmes and working on the other three things. Four things. Ish. Ugh.
ETA: Ah-HAH. So twitter DOES include both kanji and hiragana as characters. Oh, god, now I'm tempted to write 140 character stories in Japanese. Someone hit me.