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Jun. 14th, 2010 11:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Conversations!
A: Guten Morgen
B: Grüß dich
A: Wie geht´s?
B: Es geht.
A: Guten Tag
B: Tag
A: Wie geht´s?
B: Ich bin müde.
A: Guten Abend, Herr Professor.
B: Guten Abend, [whoever], wie geht's?
A: Gut, danke. Und Ihnen?
B: Danke, gut.
MICHAEL: Was machst du heute Abend?
GISELA: Nicht Besonderes. Musik hören oder so. Vielleicht gehe ich ins Kino.
MICHAEL: Hmm. Du spielst gern Schach, nicht?
GISELA: Schach? Ja, aber nicht so gut.
MICHAEL: Ach komm, wir spielen zusammen, ja?
GISELA: Na gut! Wann?
MICHAEL: Um sieben?
GISELA: Okay. Bis dann.
Richtig oder falsch?
1. Michael hört heute Abend Musik. Falsch. Gisela hört heute Abend Musik.
2. Gisela geht vielleicht ins Kino. Richtig.
3. Michael spielt gern Schach. Richtig.
4. Gisela spielt gut Schach. Falsch. Sie spielt nicht so gut Schach.
5. Gisela und Michael spielen heute Abend Schach. Richtig.
Oof. All right. That was two scenes done on Martine today and one done on Sherlock Holmes, both of them fairly chunky scenes, and two Kink Bingos posted. Which, I should go back and edit those tags and possibly those prompts in. Bah. And then once I get this fic done I'll actually have at least one bingo down, though I think I might still go for the solo blackout.
I will say, Crowley is kind of fun to write. I'm not even sure why except that he's Mark Sheppard at maybe his snarkiest, or at least his snarkiest so far. Given free reign to be a bastard, and he's clearly had fun with the role. Which then translates into me having fun with writing him. There may have to be more Kink Bingos with him just because I have the suspicion Crowley will fuck anything that moves. And has for centuries.
My list of random shit I need to get done is starting to get longer. It's a lot of small stuff, but it's starting to get longer, and I don't like that. On the plus side, most of the filing got done yesterday. Need to figure out what else I need to do and consolidate my lists of shit I need to get done. Hopefully, at least, this weekend will be more productive than last, writing-wise. And, well, hey. One Big Bang will be done by the end of the month. Go me? Yeah, go me. Go me to bed now, though.