Au revoir les dames

[vostoklake]

Last French class last night with the delightful old biddies with whom I've spent the last ten weeks. Next trimester I move into the Vicious Grammar Sadism class to prepare me for the DALF. Things accomplished this term:

- in the course of giving a talk on the culture of Cézembre Brittany, impressing them with my baking skills (and my Breton language pronunciation mojo too);

- in the course of giving a talk on Jean Cocteau, turning my teacher into a Phillip Glass fangirl;

- gobsmacking a whole class who couldn't tell me what French for "coming out" was. I will have to look that up on www.gai.fr or whatever the appropriate website is.

Oh, by the way, job interview this afternoon. But it's another uni library job for which ten bucks says they've already lined up an internal applicant, so meh. Also, bloody hell, where the hell are those Xists? How much more Church propaganda do I have to buy before this sodding apocalypse happens?

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[blairette.livejournal.com]

"Sortir du placard" will in fact do it just nicely. Though there must be a hipper way of saying it, you'd think...