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[kittydesade]

Vokabeln: Um. ... oh, wait, I see how I'm supposed to do this exercise. but, fuck that.
Im mein Wohnzimmer ist nicht Couchtisch.
Im mein Wohnzimmer ist ein alt Schreibtisch.
Im mein Wohnzimmer ist nicht Sessel.
Im mein Wohnzimmer ist nicht Sofa.
Im mein Wohnzimmer ist nicht Teppich.

Im mein Schlafzimmer ist ein alt, gross Bett.
Im mein Schlafzimmer ist zwei alta Kommoden.
Im mein Schlafzimmer ist ein Nachttisch. (Really, it's a desk. But.)
Im mein Schlafzimmer ist nicht Schrank.
Im mein Schlafzimmer ist nicht Spiegel.
Im mein Schlafzimmer ist eine Bettdecke.
Im mein Schlafzimmer ist einige Kissen.

In meine Kuche ist ein alt Herd.
In meine Kuche ist ein alt Kuhlschrank.
In meine Kuche ist eine kaputt Spulmaschine.

And that ensures I will remember it much more better!


I have absolutely no idea why I'm suddenly hyper. I got to work, did work, was pretty calm and normal and then suddenly I'm all FUCK YOU BRAINWEASELS I MAY NEED TO LOSE THE LAST BIT OF WEIGHT BUT I CAN DO 25 PUSH-UPS AFTER TWO WEEKS OFF. With a minimum of remembering exercise and crap-all attention paid to eating habits. Granted, that does mean I have to pick up my good eating habits again, but since I found good eating habits I don't mind, that's not very hard at all. And and exercise. And I can do 25 push-ups in five minutes, and I can still run my sorry ass around the park, and. Superhero training for the win, seriously.

Still no wireless for my netbook, which means tags will continue to be slow, which, argh. Just plain argh. It's not even that crazy at work, or, heh, it wasn't before today. Today's a bit hectic, but it won't be all day. And I could get caught up on tags. If I had my netbook on the wireless. But no. Bitch bitch moan.

My eyes are still doing that weird poached egg not enough sleep thing, but my energy level is where it should be. Slightly weird. Most importantly, a day and a half after Dragon*Con I think it's safe to say I have escaped the Con Crud at this point, which makes two years in a row I have escaped Dragon*Con without Con Crud. I'm getting better about doing this in such a way that I don't sock my immune system! Mainly I'm getting better about eating reasonably healthy food and at regular intervals, getting enough sleep, and abusing the hand sanitizer, which I'm pretty sure solves most of the problems. Because cons just encourage not doing the first two and bring everyone in contact with everyone else's germs, which is where the hand sanitizer comes in. And once those weapons have been deployed it would take a sturdy bug indeed to get through the defenses. ... Hm. Still a bit punchy.

Right. I can't catch upon tags, but I can catch up on the fuckton of writing I have to do that hasn't gotten done in far too long, what with everything. And check in, though that might not happen till after I get the shipping out. Mmm. One or the other. Maybe check in while I'm still running on stupid amounts of energy.