Phase two of my induction into the big blue and yellow cult has begun.
On a whim, I decided to learn how to speak Swedish. Seeing as how I'm already being forced to learn all the Swedish furniture names, I figured that I should at least learn how to pronounce the properly. BILLY, IVAR, and STEN are the easy ones. Once you get to the ones that are multisyllabic and have silly little accents above the vowels, things start to get a little more tricky. (Those darned umlauts!)
I went to the public library yesterday to get one of those book + cassette combos and luckily, they had one on the shelf. Brought it home and popped in the tape, and it's got some pretty funked out feedback happening. Probably from the tape being played over-and-over again. Apparently, droves of people before me have suffered the urge to pick up this whacked-out sing-song language. I wonder if the tape gets clearer as the lessons progress - a sign that my predecessors lost interest. I'm tempted to drop out myself.
Let's see how long this lasts...
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