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[kittydesade]

Ein Amerikanischer Student studiert an einer deutschen Universität. Er wohnt in einen schönen, hellen Zimmer bei einer netten Familie. In seinem Zimmer gibt es alles - ein bequemer Bett, eine große Kommode, einen modernen Schreibtisch, Platz für vielen Bücher auf einem großen Bücherregal - aber keinen eier Fernseher. Im ganzen Haus ist kein Fernseher. Im Wohnzimmer steht neben dem grünen Sofa eine tolle Stereoanlage, in seinem Zimmer hat er ein kleines Radio, aber das ganzen Haus hat nicht einen einzigen Fernseher. Das gibt es!


Every once in a while I still wonder if there's something wrong with me for trying to learn five languages at once. I mean, okay, yes. One is a language I've studied before, and I'm going over it to refresh and renew my knowledge. One is a language I've actually completed the textbook on and I'm going over it to maintain and support the knowledge. Two I'm learning for the first time, and I don't expect to get it all done anytime quickly. And then the fifth one is just the alphabet, and yet still. When I think about it as something within my sphere of the world, it makes sense. When I step outside of my sphere and look at it from the outside all I can think is FIVE LANGUAGES IN ONE HEAD? SE.. EIGHT LANGUAGES IN ONE HEAD? NO ONE CAN LIVE AT THAT SPEED.

I should start translating some of my fanfiction into other languages though. To maintain the ones I already have, like Spanish and French and so on. Maybe German, for practice, although that would have to be some very short translations. Maybe Japanese, likewise. Actually maybe Japanese would just be best with dialogue. Something to ponder. I might also have to make a list/index of grammar points just to have it nearby so I can tell where a thing is if I'm translating into the language and need to look something up.

Oof. No, yeah, I definitely feel better, more ready to face the day. Which is good, means I can clear off this pile of shipping to do and then start probably both cleaning off my desk and writing. At some point some form of organization should happen, I have too much crap to do and not enough brain cells to do it with. And I need to flesh out my publishing schedule ARGH. Argh argh. Too. Much. Shit. To do. Which may mean it's time for another organizational post. Packing first.

That was quick. Meanwhile one of my brainsisters has been braining and apparently decided that the songs we've been composing require the assistance of a whammy bar on my guitar and a wah wah pedal. Or something. House first. Then musical equipment again.

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[lonelywalker]

I have a friend (a linguistics professor) who speaks approximately 1 gazillion languages. Like, I'm not kidding, he can get by in close to 100 languages. Obviously many of them are closely related, but still. He wrote a book in English comparing Biblical Hebrew and Mandarin Chinese. Whee?

Note: You should not take this as motivation to learn an additional 50 or so languages by Christmas.

[kittydesade]

But I could totally learn an additional 50 or so languages Yes'm.

That gives me some hope of eventually being able to balance ten or twelve languages at least. I keep having to count up how many languages I even kind of know on my fingers. It's disconcerting.

[kikibug13]

Hey, I have started on Japanese. On my own, too. So there, YOU ARE NOT ALONE!

Even if I only did the solo vowels in hiragana today. AM. DOING IT!

Nyatch. Stupid brainweasels, and GO GO GO COMPOSING!

[kittydesade]

That reminds me, I should probably take another half hour to bash out this scene and then write my Japanese from last night down so I have some practice.

Fucking brainweasels.

[kikibug13]

Japanese is fun, yo. Only until I learn the scripting, it will take a lot of work. Also, nobody should look at my 'calligraphy'...

Fucking brainweasels indeed!