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À Angers? En Angers?

I finally got up the nerve to call Antoine today and to speak to him in French, as I only did one hour a week at Albion, during la table française. I am way too proud of myself, considering it took me a couple of weeks to do it. I'm going for a visit in mid-November.

The nicest thing about our conversation was to learn that I'm not the only one who goes around chasing people from my significant other's native country, talking to them despite having nothing to say, in a vain effort to convince them that there is some kind of bond between me and my significant other's native country.

Did that paragraph make any sense? Tant pis, I understood it and that's all I care about.

srah - Thursday, 17 October 2002 - 2:56 PM

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