Monday, January 15, 2007
Zut alors, est-il possible qu'il soit le subjonctif?
I no longer have a life, it's official. The furthest I have got from my house this weekend is our friends' house in the next road. And they'll probably never invite us round again because I just told them they spookily resembled Captain Haddock and Tintin and they should recreate the homoeroticism of the aboves' relationship. And I've been to the pub on the corner of our road three times in the past three days. Its main attraction is that you don't have to change out of your slippers to go there. But it was all mostly Sonia's bad influence. At least I've learnt that bastard subjunctive. Il fallait que je le fasse.