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so zulal and i returned from berlin just in time to be moved out of our old class and into a new one. we're now at the top of the foodchain or, rather, we're the new german language bullies in the hood...which is relatively depressing because it still feels like i don't speak very well. i keep getting surprised by new topics. yesterday i had an hour and half conversation with my teacher over questions i had with the language. i STILL left unsatisfied...but with a hand full of homework to help me. wunderbar.
it's like (bear with me) i'm an illegal cookie inspector (that is an inspector of illegal cookies, not an illegal inspector of cookies, which would be something COMPLETELY different) who must find and make an inventory of all the illegal cookies in an illegal cookie factory. and after 8 months of looking and inventor-izing i think i'm almost done or at least past the point of being considered a slacker. AND THEN i find an illegal-looking crumb and follow it to a whole new underground factory of illegal cookies. chocolate chip, toffee pieces, m&m, oatmeal, sugar. not only is there a whole new factory with unnumerable varieties of cookies...but they're mixed and baked in a WHOLELY different manner. to make things worse after months of logging illegal cookies, i have carpal tunnel syndrome...along with a stomachache from snatching snacks from the rows of boxes of illegal cookies. AGH!!! goddamn cookies! understand? maybe i should have used an analogy involving illegal rice crispy treats instead.
[ICK BEN EYHN BARELEENUR!]
it's like (bear with me) i'm an illegal cookie inspector (that is an inspector of illegal cookies, not an illegal inspector of cookies, which would be something COMPLETELY different) who must find and make an inventory of all the illegal cookies in an illegal cookie factory. and after 8 months of looking and inventor-izing i think i'm almost done or at least past the point of being considered a slacker. AND THEN i find an illegal-looking crumb and follow it to a whole new underground factory of illegal cookies. chocolate chip, toffee pieces, m&m, oatmeal, sugar. not only is there a whole new factory with unnumerable varieties of cookies...but they're mixed and baked in a WHOLELY different manner. to make things worse after months of logging illegal cookies, i have carpal tunnel syndrome...along with a stomachache from snatching snacks from the rows of boxes of illegal cookies. AGH!!! goddamn cookies! understand? maybe i should have used an analogy involving illegal rice crispy treats instead.
[ICK BEN EYHN BARELEENUR!]