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[kittydesade]

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Сколько вам было лет, когда вы научились...

1. читать? Мне было ... я не знаю. Я думаю, мне было три года.
2. писать? Я не знаю. Четыре года?
3. плавать? Я думаю, я научилась плавать, когда мне было пять лет.
4. готовить? Мне было шесть лет. Они готовили пиццу.
5. кататься на велосипеде? Я никогда не научилась кататься на велосипеде!
6. кататься на коньках? ... Мне было шесть лет? Я не знаю.
7. кататься на лыжах? Я не знаю не могу кататься на лыжах.
8. играть в футбол? Мне было восемь лет.
9. играть в бейсбол? Мне было восемь лет.
10. играть в волейбол? Мне было... девять? десять? лет.
11. играть в шахматы? Когда мне было шестнадцать лет, я училась шахматам в школе. Мой учитель думал, если кто-то научится шахматам, он улучшает на (критическое размышление? мышление?... Merde.) на критическая мисль.
12. играть на гитаре? Когда мне было четырнадцать лет.
13. играть на рояле? Когда мне было восемь лет.
14. водить машину? А-ГА-ГАГАГАГАГАГАА... AH HA HA HA HA HA HAHA. ... Which probably looks stranger after all the cyrillic. Hm.

Кто вас научил...

1. читать? Я не знаю.
2. писать? Я не знаю. Мама или бабушка.
3. плавать? Моя бабушка меня научила плавать в море.
4. готовить? .... I don't even begin to know how to say afterschool counselor. после-школьный советник/помощник.
5. кататься на велосипеде? Мой папа...
6. кататься на коньках? ... Я не знаю. Я думаю, мама меня научила.
7. кататься на лыжах? Ну...
8. играть в футбол? Мой учитель.
9. играть в бейсбол? Мой учитель.
10. играть в волейбол? Опять, мой учитель.
11. играть в шахматы? Мой учитель на историю.
12. играть в гитаре? Отец знакомую меня научил играть в гитаре.
13. играть в рояле? Отца учитель Учительница отца [subject first] меня научила играть в рояле.
14. водить машину? And again....




Someone on my flist was asking about Write Or Die. Write or Die is basically a program that gives you a text entry window, either online or you can download their program for 10$ (it requires Acrobat Air, apparently, on the PC), and you have to write the number of words you enter in the time allotment that you enter or it flashes bright red and gives you really annoying, loud music/sound files. It is, at least for me, one of the greatest tools I've found to get me to keep my dumb ass in the writing window and not get distracted by Twitter, RP, Nethack, or something. So far I've been doing 500 words/10 minute increments, and it seems to work pretty well. Ten minutes of writing, five minutes of screwing off, ten minutes of writing, and before I know it two hours have gone by and I've got 2k words. It's not for everyone, or at least so I would assume, and I have a semi-advantage in that I can speed write. I don't know how many people on my flist can bang out 500-1000 words in 10-20 minutes. I could probably do more if I really didn't care about killing my wrists, it's not just about typing speed, its' also that my mind works that way. But! It's a writing tool, and I've found it useful. Very, very useful. I want to hug it and pet it and squeeze it and call it George.

So I guess that's 1. on my list of grateful things! Write or Die. I am very, very grateful to Write or Die.

2. Indoor plumbing. I love being able to come in from my morning parkour practice (getting better! slowly! it's actually vaguely starting to resemble parkour if you squint and ignore my horrible posture!) all sweaty and bleh and turn on a shower that is just as cool as I want it. Or wake up in the morning and crawl into a cool shower to wake me up. Or a cold morning and be able to have hot water to get me clean, rather than suffer through a cold shower on a cold morning! Indoor plumbing kept me sane This One Time, At Lab Camp when we were on the third or fourth floor three in a room with these tinyass windows set deep out and I'm not even sure they opened all the way, in the middle of summer, with no central air circulation. We took a lot of cold showers. Fer srs.

3. My mental acuity where languages are concerned. And/or my ability to be amused by the same. Seriously, learning Russian, Japanese, Javascript, Linux, German, whatever? Even if it's just scanning a few paragraphs in a book, understanding it gives me a terrible glee. Writing out a complex thought in another language in what might actually be correct grammar also gives me a glee. It's such a simple pleasure. And I love it good.

4. Good weather. Good mornings to go out and walk and see nature in.

5. First world privilege of being able to either cook or go out and have prepared for me any number of really awesome dishes from varying countries. Seriously, I love the variety of foods I currently have in my fridge either because I made them or because we ordered out. I have massive choices for lunch and it is awesome.

Oof. There was something else I was trying to think of that I needed to say or do. I can't remember what it is, though. I saw the first rabbit of the season, a little late for Beltane but still. Exercise is slowly getting easier. The good mood persists. Um... no, still can't think of it. It'll go up later, I guess.