Eight Days With No Mac Mail... and not Counting
And a test to see if my blog still works.
Some dude from a Siberian prison hacked in here (so he says), claiming Alexander Solzenitsyn was the lawyer who could not get him out.
He said if I could prove Julie Zenatti was not computer generated, then we could take over the world together.
I sent him back to his comfy cell and extolled the problems amuck with Mac Mail.
Torturous tale.
Beyond humorous now.
Mom knows how to get to me, but the girl in Indiana is simply slamming her keyboard.
Hey baby, not my fault. See Steve Jobs, Mr. Skeletor.
No end of frustration. Well that's a lie. Always an end to frustration. It just sounded melodramatic.
I'm sick. Sick. Need treatment. No email. Send help. Send...Kirsten Dunst.
I hear she's good at reviving, well the male race.
Apple says they might fix the email problem next week.
Okay. Let's look at recent history.
Non.
It almost makes you want to spit French.
Just sip your wine, slur words - that's French.
If you are going to get drunk in France, fall on a park bench with a girl wrapped around your bathrobe.
She mutters something not in the Berlitz language guide for tourists.
You suddenly feel helpless after ... you know. Panic of doom caves over your soul with these words from Air France "Your flight has been canceled."
A nightmare I dream about often.
Anyway, this little scene will brush up your language skills, if you can't stop staring at what she is trying to wear as a dress.
Nightgowns are heavy cloaks next to that.
As much as I hate to admit it, I wish I could speak French, you know - well.
It is different. Just a little bit hard for moi. Don't know why.
I'm ok at Spanish, German, Russian.
French is a mystery made of jello and impossible intersections with no lights. Ask my brother.
Comments
Vous n'aimez pas les Français, je crois? C'est triste, n'est-pas? C'est une très belle pays.
J'habitais en France pendant 8 années.
Je parle le Françis un peu mais mon accent n'est pas très bon, malheureusement.
Posted by: Diane | July 27, 2008 3:32 AM
Mon seulement problème avec le Français est que j'ai une difficulté l'apprenant. D'autres langues tombent dans ma prise avec plus de facilité. Et la France elle-même a perdu le romantisme que nous pourrions une fois l'avoir embelli avec. Néanmoins, une langue et une culture importantes pour notre héritage commun.
Posted by: Creechman
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July 27, 2008 8:14 AM
Je suis un belle stylo et je joue au ping pong. Ou est la triste??????
Ouyay areay exysay.
Posted by: Ace | July 27, 2008 12:26 PM
Je continue à demeurer dans mon sommeil si les brunettes gagnent au-dessus des blondes.
Posted by: Creechman
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July 27, 2008 12:31 PM