Tom found a public domain site run by the State Department’s Foreign Service Institute with several classroom-like language courses. I haven’t delved through much of it yet, but it seems like it may make a wonderful addition or even replacement for LM. Even Tom’s considering trying out the Italian course in case we ever do go to Italy. “We can make a game of it,” I joked, “and pretend we’re learning because we’re spies that are going to be going over there.” So for now I will only be using LM for the Esperanto courses and nothing else.

I would like to stop adding new languages to my brain’s inventory soon so I can perfect the soon-to-be 8 languages that I have studied to varying degrees! It’s loads of fun, and while I may pick up fast, it’s sooo hard, too! But yeah, that’s what I want to do. I want to stop learning languages and get as fluent as I can with the ones I’m already familiar with.

Nane did correct my submission. Mine was the first one she did. But sure enough, the ever-elusive German hottie took off after doing just one more and without responding to my message. In the message, I not only asked if she got the message I sent nearly a week ago asking if she could re-send the friend invite, but I gave her the language link. I don’t see why she couldn’t access it from Germany.

Meanwhile, my next and final message to her will be when I spill the beans on her, as it’s more than obvious that yeah, she’ll correct my submissions, but no, she doesn’t want anything to do with me. Like I said, she must’ve somehow figured out that I like her, though I can’t for the life of me fathom how. And I’m not going to let God tease me with attractive, sane women all over again any more than I’ll put up with the uglies or the crazies. I didn’t realize right away how insane Marie was, though I should have. I spent the bulk of my teenage years living with them.

The internet has been much like old times, cutting in and out, pages slow to load, etc. I was afraid of this too, and that it would slowly worsen again.

My back bottom molar has finally died and is starting to break up after giving me hell for sooo long, I’m happy to say. Hopefully, I’ll be getting the dentures I so badly need soon enough, since all the rest of them hurt and are decaying faster than the speed of light.