ich bin, du bist, er ist, wir sind, ihr seid, sie sind, Sie sind

ich war, du warst, er war, wir waren, ihr wart, sie waren, Sie waren
ich habe, du hast, er hat, wir haben, ihr habt, sie haben, Sie haben
ich hatte, du hattest, er hatte, wir hatten, ihr hattet, sie hatten, Sie hatten
ich werde, du wirst, er wird, wir werden, ihr werdet, sie werden, Sie werden
ich wurde, du wurdest, er wurde, wir wurden, ihr wurdet, sie wurden, Sie wurden

repeat.

mmmmm.... the sweet song of German conjugation rings in my head. Quiz tomorrow. The question is - will I be ready? The answer: maybe.

I've never been that good at languages. I'm always amazed by people with the facility for them, and my skills at brute memorization are less than perfect. So I stagger along like a one-legged duck, looking for my little pond of comprehension. Interestingly, German is somehow much more entertaining to learn than French - probably because the 8th grader in me appreciates words like "farten" and "wart" (which causes me, inexplicably, to snicker in class). Somehow I can sit through 3 hour lectures about the object-as-fetish focusing on the dildo as an example of lowbrow objects without raising an eyebrow, but I start to giggle every time my German prof says farten.

I would extemporize on the reasons for this disparity, but really - I'm too lazy. The summer is slowly melting my brain like a sugar cube under a stream of cold water. I can feel all of the frustrations and interest and enthusiasm melting away - leaving behind nothing but a sense of faint sweet work-related memory, a cool calm, and the faint longing for ice-cream. On Monday I will have to lock myself in the Regenschtein for the afternoon and attempt to rebuild these molecular bonds (or at least catch up on my German homework). Oh yeah, and that website and those orals too--- I almost forgot about those... yeah, I'll do that too.

Think I'll head over to the freezer to spend some quality time with my friends Peanut Butter and Ripple