Vin avec des leçons françaises (aujourd'hui).
Tequila con lecciones españolas (mañana).
Thank God for a fairly well-stocked alcohol cabinet and Rosetta Stone ISOs.
Even after two days of computer lessons my pronunciation of French words tends toward the two extremes: North Midwestern American Nasal English, or Peter Sellers In The Pink Panther Excruciatingly Over-Emphasized French. Needless to say, I feel like I need a French coach. I can pronounce (Lebanese) Arabic, Spanish, and Japanese perfectly, but for some reason French is practically impossible. */drunk*
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
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