I like to journal in German (I call it "Gernaling") to practice actively using vocabulary that I don't often get a chance to use in day-to-day conversations. This does sometimes mean, however, that I find myself laughing when re-reading entries, due to the linguistic choices I made on a given day.
Excerpt, start of the entry:
Hab mich grad beim Gedanken ertappt, "Ich muss meinen inneren Noel Gallagher finden und befreien." Um Gottes Willen, werde ich nie von diesem furchtbaren Mann erlöst werden? Wieso hat er sich so bequem in meiner Psyche eingerichtet?
Rough translation:
Just caught myself thinking, "I need to find and free my inner Noel Gallagher." For God's sake, will I never escape [in the sense of: "be delivered from" - or if you know the song "I Shall Be Released", it's kinda like that] this dreadful man? How has he managed to make himself so comfortably at home in my mind?
