French class tonight

So no really big listing tonight by me. I apologize that I can't provide counter-programming to the Big Speech tonight.

All I can say is that I'm going to be happy to be stuck in a room for a couple hours straining over silent h's and gender assignments to words instead of listening to...zzzaaapp...sorry, my anti-politics shock collar just kicked in.

Well, at least I have the minefield of plurals to look forward to. Yay.

Of course, when I get to Paris I'm sure two things will happen. First, everyone will speak English, thus reducing my year of erratic study into the verbal Dumpster. Second, if French is ever spoken, it'll whiz right by me like one of those gleaming, fantastic and efficient bullet trains the Europeans and Japanese pulled from our World of Tomorrow imaginations and plunked down in perfect detail. And I'll stand there, hearing words and syllables curve and dance in the air in ways that I can only attempt, yet butcher in the process.

Today's Word: Doubt

From One Word

Geez. Nice choice. It's the driving force I have in me most of time. Are my thoughts original? Will I ever get published? Am I a good person? It's remarkable what you think about, the petty and the minute, when you have a nice home and good health and plenty of food.


Afterthought

If you doubt doubt, what happens next?