Trying to speak or write German after studying Chinese and Korean is like trying to run in a straight line after spinning around with your forehead pressed to a bat. Which is great and one reason I have things in that order in the morning. Well, and the obsessiveness of, you know, worrying about losing words. The do-I-count-this-as-something-I-know-or-notness of the everyday. The synonyms in your brain you can't beat out: oh, but that's the wrong… Where was I?