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[kittydesade]

Gisela und Alex sind fürein paar Tage in Berlin bei Giselas Freunden Monika und Stefan. Morgens beim Frühstück sprechen sie über ihre Aktivitäten.

STEFAN: Na, wie findet ihr das Berliner Nachtleben? Wo wart ihr denn gestern Abend?
GISELA: Monika ging ja zu dem Volleyballspiel, aber Alex und ich waren im Berliner Ensemble.
STEFAN: Ah, und was gab es?
GISELA: Sie spielten das Brecht-Stück Das Leben des Galilei. Es war sehr interessant.
STEFAN: Ach ja, darüber stand in der Zeitung eine gute Kritik. Hattet ihr denn gute Plätze?
ALEX: Ja, wir hatten sogar prima Plätze, obwohl wir Studentenkarten hatten. Die kosteten nur 8 Euro.
STEFAN: Ich hätte ja mal große Lust wieder ins Theatre zu gehen. Könnt ihr das Stück denn empfehlen.
GISELA: Ja, unbedingt. Ich wollte es zuerst gar nicht sehen, aber dann fand ich es absolut toll.
STEFAN: Und was habt ihr danach gemacht? Ihr kamt doch erst so spät nach Hause.
ALEX: Wir waren noch in der Wunder-bar, tranken etwas und unterhielten uns lange über das Stück.
STEFAN: Ach, ihr Glücklichen! Ich wäre auch gern dabei gewesen! Ich war zwar auch bis zwei Uhr wach, aber ich musste für meine Prüfung lernen!


And then there's that moment when you realize you're pretty much reading and comprehending in German straight out, even if translating English to German is still laborious. Butt-wiggle of victory! Or maybe that's just me.

It might be a bit too early to call but I think I have also managed to achieve at least a partial victory over All The Shit I Have To Do. Mostly the writing shit. Or at least, I've made a good start and give me a little while tonight and I should be able to make an even better finish to the day. This makes me feel better about House Shit not going anywhere. At all. I got two emails from two different people today and had to tell them both "uh, this is what I know, the selling bank hasn't gotten back to anyone yet so I have no idea what else is going on SORREEEEE" I can't begin to tell you how annoying that is. COME THE FUCK ON, SELLING BANK. Get this shit done and you can be rid of the damn property already.

Tonight there will be Long Road and Black Mold Ice and all the web coding, plus cutting up a fuckton of chicken. Plus Miss Fisher. Which has me all the bouncy because after last week's episode I really, really want all the Phryne/Jack. Please and thank you. Unfortunately there is absolutely no goddamn fanfic of this at all. Fandom, I am disappoint! And for some reason, possibly because my brain is trying to be a sneaky brain and skitter out of Things It Should Do, I have all the fanfic bunnies ever now. I have one Grimmfic I'm working on where Adelind slowly climbs out of her pit of angst and resumes kicking ass, only for herself now instead of for O Captain My Captain, I have my Sucker Punch fic, and I think I'm finally, FINALLY back to a place where I can resume working on Juke Joint Jezebel in a vaguely timely fashion. I think. We'll see how this goes. This in addition to the Loki/Darcy thing that reared its ugly head, plus whatever else inspires me from the Yuletide NYRs.

I need an icon of I have all the hyper. Because suddenly I do.

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[kikibug13]

*offers as hyper icon. Or possibly *

Ahem. Also there is nothing ugly about the head of that Loki/Darcy thing. :PPPP