We've finished a third of the classes of this semester of Norsk IV. I feel like whatever I study is not the thing I actually need to know. It's disconcerting. It's as though I worked on the stick shift for driving school & they said, we use automatics, and anyway, today we're learning to parallel park. So I store away the preteritum for reflexive pronouns... Not a perfect analogy by any means, just to say that this semester is way much more challenging than last.