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actually studying my french again. lot of good it's doing me. pulled up my grammar cheat sheet and started conjugating verbs. i still don't remember... i mean, i do. in that i remembered stems and endings and when to use certain tenses. but i'm totally blanking on the important things: the pronunciation, the proper uses of other verb tenses, what verbs are generally irregular and how to conjugate them outside of the usual...
(on a side note, i'm really hungry right now and it's annoying as hell.)
also loaded a program back on my computer (moved it from desktop to laptop). hopefully it won't suck that badly when it comes down to it, you know? i'll be able to figure out what i'm lacking outside of remembering when to use what tense. start translating in my head again, only from english to french instead of the other way around.
maybe i'll actually start writing in here in french, for a time. make things up as i go along? not like anyone'd check that.
talked to my Juanboy. got to see a pic of him at a masquerade party. note to self: never let the boy grow out his hair to dye it orange again unless i want to die of laughter in the process. i was only hurt a little when he told me he can't/won't/doesn't dance. because my standards aren't much (taller than me, intelligent, sense of humor, good man, aptitude for dance--ability or wanting to), but dance is something i'm actually *good* at, and it'll hurt to have to give that up because he can't/won't dance. (imagine a party when we're all dancing, and he's posted up on the wall. not like it's much different than what the guys are like here, but it'd be nice to catch hold of his hand and be led around the floor.) i can forgive it, mostly, if he's just anti-popular music and dance. since music is not really music anymore. but if he can't even... slow dance. my heart'll break.
he says he's gonna visit me for about a week and a half. and that i should come see the sights with him when he gets into NY. i don't even know what there is for him to see in the ville. at least with Miami, i knew i could take him to ear xtacy and headliners and stuff. i'm not even sure Juanboy's that adventurous for some things. i know he's into comics, so maybe a bardstown road trip wouldn't be so much of a failure. it'd probably be the first time i've walked up that way anyway. i dunno. i fail at this stuff.
i totally miss talking to The New Boy as well. he hasn't been online. i worry i scare folks off. i dunno. i told Celestine's brother that i was pulling two guys at once. knew he'd get a kick out of that. he thinks it'd be hilarious if The New Boy and Juanboy visited at the same time and duked it out over me. i think it'd be funny too. though, with them? it'd probably end up with both of them sacrificing their love so i could be happy with the other, and we'd all be lonely forever more. all cause they're Nice Guys. they're Gentlemen, with Romantic Hearts.
(on a side note, i'm really hungry right now and it's annoying as hell.)
also loaded a program back on my computer (moved it from desktop to laptop). hopefully it won't suck that badly when it comes down to it, you know? i'll be able to figure out what i'm lacking outside of remembering when to use what tense. start translating in my head again, only from english to french instead of the other way around.
maybe i'll actually start writing in here in french, for a time. make things up as i go along? not like anyone'd check that.
talked to my Juanboy. got to see a pic of him at a masquerade party. note to self: never let the boy grow out his hair to dye it orange again unless i want to die of laughter in the process. i was only hurt a little when he told me he can't/won't/doesn't dance. because my standards aren't much (taller than me, intelligent, sense of humor, good man, aptitude for dance--ability or wanting to), but dance is something i'm actually *good* at, and it'll hurt to have to give that up because he can't/won't dance. (imagine a party when we're all dancing, and he's posted up on the wall. not like it's much different than what the guys are like here, but it'd be nice to catch hold of his hand and be led around the floor.) i can forgive it, mostly, if he's just anti-popular music and dance. since music is not really music anymore. but if he can't even... slow dance. my heart'll break.
he says he's gonna visit me for about a week and a half. and that i should come see the sights with him when he gets into NY. i don't even know what there is for him to see in the ville. at least with Miami, i knew i could take him to ear xtacy and headliners and stuff. i'm not even sure Juanboy's that adventurous for some things. i know he's into comics, so maybe a bardstown road trip wouldn't be so much of a failure. it'd probably be the first time i've walked up that way anyway. i dunno. i fail at this stuff.
i totally miss talking to The New Boy as well. he hasn't been online. i worry i scare folks off. i dunno. i told Celestine's brother that i was pulling two guys at once. knew he'd get a kick out of that. he thinks it'd be hilarious if The New Boy and Juanboy visited at the same time and duked it out over me. i think it'd be funny too. though, with them? it'd probably end up with both of them sacrificing their love so i could be happy with the other, and we'd all be lonely forever more. all cause they're Nice Guys. they're Gentlemen, with Romantic Hearts.
