Congratulations. You've stumbled upon the mental junk bin of a 29 year old ginger who - when she is not wearing her professional language nerd hat - dabbles in amateur photography, prose writing, bad poetry, stale jokes, obscure references, intense fangirling and long awkward silences.
At this time next week I’ll be on day two of my two-week intensive Ukrainian course. This will be the fourth formal language training course that I’ll have gone through in my career thus far and the sixth language with which I’ll have gained some degree of familiarity as part of my job. It’ll be good for my career, but ow, my brain. Not to mention that my office has set a policy where they want us to do our recertification tests every six months as opposed to once a year…. so once I get this class done with, that means getting my brain pulverized eight times a year instead of only four.