Email fever
Email is so mundane and routine these days. I do it at work, I do it at home, I do it... no, that's it. I hope I don't do it anywhere else. Anyways, I'm trying to say that it's not very exciting. In fact, I can only recall one time that I got hysterical over an email message. Michelle Marciniak (the original crush) wrote me personally for reasons I can not reveal and I literally ran around the office three times, sat down, read it again and ran around some more. Yes, it was that good.
You'll always be a Lady Vol, never an assistant coach.
Well today, I got the second email to ever make me hysterical with glee. Now, getting me hysterical may not sound like much of a challenge (just ask Cylinda), but, like I said, when it comes to email, it's rare and I must acknowledge the occasion.
This perfectly worded letter came from my French language idol, the one person in the world whose mastery of French I aspire to attain. I don't even know her, but I've read her writings for quite some time and I marvel at her ability to turn an already beautiful language into a literal work of art. So when she responded personally to something I wrote, I nearly fainted. For real, I almost passed out onto my keyboard.
Ridiculous? You be the judge. Her first sentence to me was: Ton message me va droit au coeur et je t'en remercie beaucoup. If you Babelfish that, you'll probably think that's corny and I need to have my head checked. But in French, it's simply elegant. Off to study more of her writings...
Okay, I'll go get my head examined, but only because I have a dent in the back and I think I lost some brain matter a little while ago.
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