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[kittydesade]

１．おいしいケーキがたべたいんです。
ケーキを作ったらどうですか。
２．安いカメラがほしいんです。
Craigslistでカメラをさがしたらどうですか。
３．ちょっとふとったんです。
もっと勉強したらどうですか。
４．こんごろつかれたいるんです。
コーヒーを飲んだらどうですか。
５．勉強がだいきらいんです。
友だちと勉強したらどうですか。
６．よくねられないんです。
あたたかいぎゅうにゅうを飲んだらどうですか。




4. Complete the column on the right.
Country Nationality
Sasana -- Sasanach
Éire -- Éireannach
Alba -- Albanach
Meiriceá -- Meiriceánach

Complete the column on the left.
An Spáinn -- Spáinneach
An Fhrainc -- Francach
An Ghearmáin -- Gearmánach
An Iodáil -- Iodálach

5. Answer these questions in the affirmative, both by using the echo form of answer and with a full statement.
An Meiriceánach tú?
Is ea. Is Meiriceánach mé.
An Éireannach tú?
Is ea. Is Éireannach mé.
An Francach é Pierre?
Is ea. Is Francach é.
An Rúiseach í Raisa?
Is ea. Is Rúiseach í.


I love how "James Tolkan" has become "that guy what'shisface from the elevator.

The plague is still here, of course. The fridge and pantries are well stocked with both real food and takeout, and we have at least an adequate supply of tissue-like products. Medication has been obtained and once again I don't know why we bloody well bother going to Urgent Care for an upper respiratory anything because all they can say is it's either viral or bacterial pneumonia or bronchitis. Which, yes, does cover about 80% of the possibilities, thank you, we could guess that for ourselves. So they sent him home with antibiotics and codeine-laced cough syrup. Yay.

The pharmacist did at least say that he should be better by probably tonight, going by when the pharmacist said it. If he's not at least sort of better by tomorrow morning, we'll figure out something else. Woke up at 4 in the morning with him coughing and wheezing, which still scares me half to death at 4 in the morning. He doesn't have asthma, he shouldn't damn well sound like that.

Plus there's the whole depositing next week's paycheck thing that I'm fussing about now, although I suppose since that went off all right I can just do the same again, and then I'll have rent monies. But it's still a worry. And. And and. If I catch this bug, this nasty, and I do have asthma? Ugh, I don't even want to know what that would be like. It's possible it's just hitting him harder but, ugh, I don't know. Tired, worried, not sick, but sick of being tired and worried. Apparently life hasn't been in the habit of handing out breaks for one thing or another for two months now.