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[kittydesade]

Sa teach tábhairne. Líon isteach na bearnaí.
a) Eion: An mbeidh deoch agat, a Pheadair?
Beidh, go raibh maith agat.
b) Diarmaid: An mbeidh deoch agibh?
Síle: Beidh pionta beorach agam, le do thoil.
Seán: Agus beidh gloine beorach agam, a Dhiarmaid.
c) Ciarán: An mbeidh pionta agat, a Phádraig?
Padraig: Tá mo charr liom. Beidh leathghloine beorach agam.
d) Pól: An mbeidh deoch eile agat, a Eilís?
Eilís: Ní bheidh, go raibh maith agat.
e) Eoghan: An mbeidh deoch agat, a Bhreandáin?
Breandán: Ní bheidh, go raibh maith agat. Tá mé ag imeacht anois.


That was a little harder than it actually needed to be, I feel. Hrrm.

All right. That's two nights of decent amounts and decent quality sleep, let's see if I can pull together brain cells today. It doesn't look like there's anything involving work and brain cells today, mostly filing, but there's all amount of brain-requiring stuff I could be doing otherwise, so let's see if that works.

I feel like I should have more to say here for some reason but, really, there isn't much going on in my life that isn't AUGH HOUSE AUGH or work/writing/languages. Languages are cool? Yeah, I got nothing.

So here. Have Benedict Cumberbatch reading Little Red Hen. You're welcome.

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[kikibug13]

TGIF.