Mademoiselle, vous-voulez dancer?

[shadesofmauve]

I'm sure every grad school applicant who has ever had to suffer through them has ranted on the giant rip-off and inconvienience that is the GRE, so go find what they said, and I won't bother writing anything. Suffice it to say that I've now scheduled mine, and the train ticket down to Seattle, and my cousin and her husband have graciously agreed to put me up - on a real bed, even! Hot diggity damn. Upshot, I'll be gone friday morning to Saturday evening, spend money I don't have at Uwagimaya (Spelling, I know), see one of the more fun parts of my family, and get down to some standardized testing fun.

In other news, I contra-danced enough last night that my ankles were killing me - but it's a happy, 'Hey, I'm more fit than i was 24 hours ago!' kind of death (I think Melizard enjoyed it too - of course, she was willingly taken to my fete of hokiness, unlike Derryck). Between that, finishing a strip, and having it decided by independent 3rd parties that I'm not hit on often enough, my ego's doing a happy little dance of exaustion. Dance, dance!

Also, I think my french is better this week than it was last week. This isn't a learning curve, it's purely random (I have gone backwards more than once), and I'm excited when I'm on the upswing. Now, to actually use it on a french person...hmmm. Speaking of French people, I finally put in the CD of Therese Brenet compositions. Why didn't I do this before? Quel violon. I'm inclined to agree with my Da that some of it's too 'modern' for me, but...wow.

Think I'll stick to my fiddlin'. I can DO that!

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[pussinboots.livejournal.com]

Haha my Japanese does that--some weeks, better than others. My Spanish stays the same always, and my Swedish gets worse every damn day.