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Not much to report at the moment, I’m at my parents house and relegated to using their 56k pay-per-minute dialup for less than an hour every few days.
Now for the odd bit. A memory resurfaced the other day of my first year at primary school, when we were being taught about syllables. We had to organise ourselves into groups depending on how many syllables our name had, and I couldn’t quite grasp how my name had fewer letters than anyone else’s but still had two syllables, whereas some people had longer names of just one syllable.
This inspired me to challenge you lot - what’s the longest word you can think of that has just one syllable? Plurals aren’t allowed. So far you have a target of 8 letters (“strength”) to beat. Anyone know of a 9-letter one?
Enjoy the challenge! (If you’re sufficiently interested, or just bored =p)
I’ll avoid posting too much here, both because my words probably can’t do it justice and because most readers of my blog aren’t interested in in-character stuff anyway. Suffice to say that the last five days have been fantastic. I guess it may well be the ultimate in geekdom, but still, LARPing was one of the most fun things I’ve ever done. I’ll most certainly be doing it again!
First off - today I took a trip to Bournemouth to see people there, which was awesome. While there, we watched something that seemed to be In Nomine the movie, starring Neo. Apparently there was supposed to be a character called John Constantine in the film, but it must have been a pretty minor part as I don’t think I noticed him…
Anyway, enough rambling. Afterwards we went and cooked and ate curry at Dom’s, which was also awesome. Unfortunately, the events as soon as I got back to Southampton were less so. I’ve just walked for an hour in pouring rain, carrying a heavy backpack, so have to face the delicious irony of being drenched and dehydrated at the same time. Also I’m now hungry, and the only items of food I have are a block of marzipan and a green pepper. I guess I’d better eat that marzipan, and try to buy some breakfast tomorrow.
Also, I have a headache, and I couldn’t find half the camping stuff I wanted to take with me tomorrow. I hope things look better in the morning, because right now they suck.
Today I think is proof that, no matter how productive I think I’d be, I should never be allowed to live alone. The house is cold, and quiet, and dark, and empty… And it’s got me into the kind of state of mind where you’re bored but yet there’s nothing appealing to do…
Although it’ll be insanely busy, and expensive, I can’t wait for Wednesday to next Tuesday - there’ll be so much to do, and it’ll be so fun…
Today, we defeated our long-running antagonist, resurrected a friend and saved the world.
Even fiction can leave you feeling happy beyond words.
Wow… it’s like Spring decided to give it a miss this year and get stuck straight in to Summer. The weather today was beautiful…
So, there are these sheep, right? They roll themselves into balls and roll over bridges, then get hit by giant mecha cricket bats.
Anyway, the sheep aren’t important. The important thing is, they’re in league with the ducks. These Aylesbury ducks are attempting to take over Southampton University and then the world by making chemicals in the Chemistry department that will turn humans into mindless slaves.
Meanwhile, back on the ranch, Rolf harris is having sex with chickens while his wife squeezes his balls to make him sing higher as foreplay. It’s all excusable, though, as he’s making a deal with the chickens and will be on our side to save humanity while the chickens and ducks play Mortal Kombat to decide the fate of the Earth.
We will win, though, for one very important reason - after we’ve stalked him for a while, Rolf will give us the secret of his beard shortly before being dressed up in a fur suit and being put down at Animal Hospital. Armed with this knowledge, we’ll breed hundreds and thousands of these beards, sneak up behind the ducks and put the beards on them, thus defeating them by making them look silly.
Meanwhile humanity will be divided into the Beard faction and the Moustache faction, who will fight it out by playing Bloodbowl - one side playing beaked halflings, the other playing orcs with Rolf’s beard.
THIS IS THE SECRET FUTURE OF THE WORLD.
The scariest thing about tonight is, we were sober.
<a href=http://planetarian.insani.org/>Planetarian</a> just broke my mind. And now AIR TV episode 10 has just downloaded. It’s a conspiracy, I tell you… Damn Key and their capability to screw up my brain. I’m never going to get any work done today at this rate…
Ack, I apologise for the vastness of the entry… Here goes the details of a fantastic weekend…!
Somehow, I’m left with a sense of achievement despite not really having achieved anything today. I think many things were achieved around me, and somehow I feel like I was involved. But whatever the reality is, it certainly feels like the summertime of our hearts and minds is dawning again…
And back down to Earth. I have to be up and working in less than six hours. Also I’m meeting Jodi for lunch, doing two problem sheets in the afternoon, and playing 7th Sea in the evening. And the week doesn’t get any less busy as it goes along. But somehow, despite it all, I’m happy being this busy. Summer’s dawn, again, I guess.