This sure is . . . habitual

Rainy chilly friday apparently leading into a rainy chilly weekend. What fun. Happy hour this evening after work. Other than that, I'm not sure what's going on over the next few days. Almost certainly dinner at the parents' place one night.

In other news:

I am a stealer. I steal things. This time, I have stolen from psychephage

1. Take the lyrics to a song.
2. Use Google language tools to translate it from English to German
3. Then German to French
4. Then French to English
5. Post
6. Have people guess

You shift slowing down too currentfast.
They to have left the end from the morning.
Gives just a blow of foot down the round paving-stones.
The pleasure searches and feels habitual.

Good day lamppost, which knowledge ya?
I came, in order to observe your flower growth.
Are you received no Reim for me?
Doo of doo of Dooten,
Which feels habitual.

I do not have to make contract to retain no promises.
I am ready dappled and fallen asleep and to sleep.
Let the sun from the morning all its flower sheets on me fall let.
I like the life you.
Everything is habitual.


I didn't so much do that for the game-y guess-y part. Mostly I just thought it was amusing, and the kind of thing that I do to fill time, even without the meme-ish prompting.