Not that I want to read them, because that would take too much effort.
[It's been a long weekend that felt more like a few Mondays in a row than anything else]
But if I see a picture or a phrase or a blog from that one kid who never blogs, I might stop and take a gander.
What I'm seeing just in the small tidbits on my bloglist makes me smile, though.
Why, you might ask?
I read a blog by a favorite pianist, in French.
I read a blog by this lovely, throaty alto who can sing 'Mack the Knife' like nobody's business, in Swedish.
I read a blog by this quirky foreign exchange I met in high school, in German.
I read a blog by an old friend who loves to write, in Shakespearean English.
I read a blog by a professor on my campus whom I haven't had the pleasure of having a class with yet, all concerning English grammar.
And I just noticed somebody writing in a little funky bit of Spanglish.
It takes all kinds to make a world, and sometimes I think, just from the comfort of my desk, I can speak to them all.
Though I wonder just how many different dictionaries I can fit in this drawer before I need to stop talking, haha...
Well, homework calls...and wouldn't you know, it's not in English? :)
Love you all, hope you're well...
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