Laura and I have started teaching ourselves German, her for eventual grad-school requirements, and me because I enjoy languages. We've been having great fun with one of those cartoon-style audio courses, to soften us up for real grammar and vocab study later.
In the process, I've discovered that in the course of all of my French studies, the "foreign language" section of my brain has become very tightly linked with the "French" section of my brain. The humorous result of which is that when I don't speak German with a bad American accent, I speak it with a sort of a French accent. And even better, I occasionally toss in whole French words on accident.
I'm glad I'm not trying this in a real class, where I'd feel like much more of an idiot.
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