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Oct. 18th, 2012 09:52 am( Русский язык )
Oh, hey, look who finally managed to memorize the language keyboard switch shortcut on purpose. No, seriously, I keep toggling it by accident. Now I actually know by heart what it is and can toggle on purpose! Not that this will stop me from doing it by accident anyway. Sigh.
I've definitely hit that place where my Russian is for crap woe is me, but German? Pfft. Pshaw. Fine. Only the weird thing is, every time I'm called upon to actually use it there's still a moment of habitual panic of I can barely string two words together in German and you're asking me to do what? But that's coming along so much better and my Russian constantly has errors in it, all of which are jumping up and down on my confidence and going You'll never do this because you suck. Not helpful. I suppose it's true and I am level grinding, and it always takes so much more XP to get from 15th to 16th. (Or, what, I'm in Epic levels now, 20th to 21st?) But this stage of incompetence feels interminable. Argh.
I shouldn't bitch so much. I speak around seven languages with varying degrees of facility. Which is six more than most Americans speak, and probably four more than most people in the world speak. Three more? Not sure. And I'm doing this almost entirely by myself (with a little help from my friends! so not entirely by myself) and still managing to achieve some facility with languages, so I shouldn't bitch. It's like everything else. It feels like this period of floundering is never-fucking-ending.
Went by the house today and talked to the contractor, worked out kitchen lighting which was pretty much "I have no particular idea what I want, what's good? Is that energy efficient? Can I get to it to change the bulbs? How often will I have to change the bulbs?" and then nodding and smiling and that was done. The roof repairs turned out to be way less of a deal than expected, which was very nice indeed. The wall got painted and looks way nicer now, it'll peel again later but fuckit, as long as it stays nice till the bank's done signing off on it, the boy wants to do a brick facade on the house anyway. Another layer of brick to go over all the rest of the brick! This'll be fun. The only snag is going to be the heating guy, which is pretty much a problem of it's now October and everyone and their daughter is shrieking that they need their heating worked on. Fuck you, I was here first. But then once that goes in it'll all be copacetic. Except for the goddamn walls that need sanded and refinished. And the drywall in the garage we're going to tear down and replace. And a frillion other smaller things. Repainting the bedrooms. All of them. Cosmetic things, though, all the structural work will be done! Done done done.
I am so tired I'm losing track of what I was going to do from one minute to the next. This is not a good thing. So, I guess it's adding even the small fiddly things to my to-do list as I think of them today, so that I don't lose track of it all. I need a good night's fucking sleep. I don't know when I'm getting it.
And GODDAMMIT MIRA FURLAN. Stop making me cry at work.
Oh, hey, look who finally managed to memorize the language keyboard switch shortcut on purpose. No, seriously, I keep toggling it by accident. Now I actually know by heart what it is and can toggle on purpose! Not that this will stop me from doing it by accident anyway. Sigh.
I've definitely hit that place where my Russian is for crap woe is me, but German? Pfft. Pshaw. Fine. Only the weird thing is, every time I'm called upon to actually use it there's still a moment of habitual panic of I can barely string two words together in German and you're asking me to do what? But that's coming along so much better and my Russian constantly has errors in it, all of which are jumping up and down on my confidence and going You'll never do this because you suck. Not helpful. I suppose it's true and I am level grinding, and it always takes so much more XP to get from 15th to 16th. (Or, what, I'm in Epic levels now, 20th to 21st?) But this stage of incompetence feels interminable. Argh.
I shouldn't bitch so much. I speak around seven languages with varying degrees of facility. Which is six more than most Americans speak, and probably four more than most people in the world speak. Three more? Not sure. And I'm doing this almost entirely by myself (with a little help from my friends! so not entirely by myself) and still managing to achieve some facility with languages, so I shouldn't bitch. It's like everything else. It feels like this period of floundering is never-fucking-ending.
Went by the house today and talked to the contractor, worked out kitchen lighting which was pretty much "I have no particular idea what I want, what's good? Is that energy efficient? Can I get to it to change the bulbs? How often will I have to change the bulbs?" and then nodding and smiling and that was done. The roof repairs turned out to be way less of a deal than expected, which was very nice indeed. The wall got painted and looks way nicer now, it'll peel again later but fuckit, as long as it stays nice till the bank's done signing off on it, the boy wants to do a brick facade on the house anyway. Another layer of brick to go over all the rest of the brick! This'll be fun. The only snag is going to be the heating guy, which is pretty much a problem of it's now October and everyone and their daughter is shrieking that they need their heating worked on. Fuck you, I was here first. But then once that goes in it'll all be copacetic. Except for the goddamn walls that need sanded and refinished. And the drywall in the garage we're going to tear down and replace. And a frillion other smaller things. Repainting the bedrooms. All of them. Cosmetic things, though, all the structural work will be done! Done done done.
I am so tired I'm losing track of what I was going to do from one minute to the next. This is not a good thing. So, I guess it's adding even the small fiddly things to my to-do list as I think of them today, so that I don't lose track of it all. I need a good night's fucking sleep. I don't know when I'm getting it.
And GODDAMMIT MIRA FURLAN. Stop making me cry at work.
