Scooting Along

La, c’est un sock. However one says sock in French… c’est une chaussette, according to Google Translate. My French was swallowed whole and spat up piecemeal after my time learning Russian, so while I can still string together really basic sentences, my vocabulary desperately needs rebuilding. Ditto for Russian after years of little use, but *anyways*.

I’m tired today. I accidentally slept much later than intended due to a weird dream, and between that and hay fever, my brain’s ability to process things has been not very there. The hay fever doesn’t hit me nearly as badly as it hits Z these days, but it’s still pretty bad sometimes.

But yeah, just sort of tired, dootling around in Sims 3 and vaguely poking at my sock. Good times, innit.

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