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Reflexive constructions:
Accusative: Ich habe mich gewaschen. I washed (myself). [This sounds like something Misha would tweet.]
Dative: Kaufst du dir einen neuen Farbfernseher? Are you buying (yourself) a new color TV? [I want my MTV.]

A reflexive pronoun may be in the accusative or the dative case, depending on its function in the sentence.

Accusative: mich/dich/sich/uns/euch/sich/sich
Dative: mir/dir/sich/uns/euch/sich/sich
Reflexive pronouns differ from personal pronouns only in the er/es/sie, sie-pl, and Sie forms, which are all sich.

Sie und Ihre Freunde hatten denselben Virus, doch heute fühlen sich alle wieder besser. Bilden Sie Sätze und benutzen Sie das passende Reflexivpronomen im Akkusativ.
e.g. Veronika fühlt sich heute besser.
1. Gabi und Rolf fühlen sich heute besser.
2. Du fühlst dich heute besser.
3. Ich fühl mich heute besser.
4. Wir fühle uns heute besser.
5. Philipp fühlt sich heute besser.
6. Ihr fühlt euch heute besser.


Hey, my icon is... vaguely relevant? Except it's not being used in the reflexive, but in the plain dative pronoun sense. Ah well.


I hate house-buying.

I have come to this conclusion that, admittedly, I already suspected. I hate looking at houses because I'm incredibly picky. Not that I have an idea that this room should open up onto that room and the other room, but I have an idea of how much space I want, and in what rooms, and how much I want to pay for what. Which makes me picky even in a buyer's market, which this is, and dear lord have I mentioned we are getting an awesome interest rate? Ahem. But I hate looking at houses, I hate dealing with the fucking goddamn paperwork, I hate legalese, and I hate bureaucracy. At least everyone involved is being a perfect doll about everything.

So, the upshot and cause of this tirade is that there is no inspection tomorrow, because the bank just now decided to let us know that they want the house under contract before they'll turn on the utilities, which makes an inspection largely futile. Tomorrow, then, instead of going out to Old Hotness (*weeps*) to inspect it, we'll go over to our realty lady and sign the sapling's worth of offer paperwork. Put down our earnest money, make the whole thing contingent on a good inspection. I'm reasonably confident that it'll be okay and, more importantly, the boy is reasonably confident that it'll pass inspection. And he's much less biased and ready to piss a circle around the house than I am. And then we'll have that started, and then the inspection can happen, and there will be pictures for everyone. So it's not a major setback. Just a very, very irritating one.

Anyway. My last arm warmer is almost off needles! After that I can work on all the hope chest things ever. I've already got one placemat started, I'm not sure what to do other than placemats and doilys. People! Help! What else should go in a hope chest? Other than sheets, because I am damn well not embroidering sheets with stupid little patterns. and I don't have an actual chest to put this stuff in. Oops. But, you know.

Argh I can't wait to tell you people about Old Hotness. Argh, I say!