oloriel | I don't actually have the time.

Okay.

Happy Smug Brit Day, everyone! Today more than ever.

I must admit that my only contribution to it was succumbing to that plotbunny (which, at least, has to do with a certain English author. And which WILL NOT GO AWAY. I tried to draw something to placate it; but it still wants to be written. And I cannot even write, really.). And drinking tea, of course, but I do that anyway. And discussing the London bombs with my parents (over tea and biscuits, at least). Otherwise, I have studied some Japanese (not enough), scanned a lot of stuff (too much) and helped my mom with the garden and with printing out stuff. Maybe the gardening bit would count, too? Although it didn't have anything to do with lawn?

Have also wasted time iconing. And because I cannot decide which one to use as a "trouble with the computer" icon, whee, a poll!
[Poll #529265]

Yesterday, I suddenly realized why the computer store Snogard has a dragon as its symbol. Because Snogard is Dragons read backwards. *headwalls*

Speaking of reading backwards, is there an online Hyakubikijiten somewhere? Because I can't find one. And there should be. There's one for Quenya. *pouts*

Yesterday, Jörg showed me the place where he works. We didn't have much time, so I didn't see much, but the parts I did see were fascinating. Nuclear power plant simulators are fun. Even dormant ones. Huge models from the olden days when you couldn't yet do computer-based calculations are pretty cool, too. I want a nuclear plant connexion scheme (<- there! That x! That's British!) LJ icon. But I'm not allowed to because that goes under state secrets. Bah.

Barbecue with the Kendô club yesternight was very enjoyable. Tasty, too. The funniest part was probably the totall random "Let's see how much Tolkien stuff we can enumerate before someone declares us crazy" thing with Cele and three guys whose names I can't remember. We got as far as naming all the Dwarves from the hobbit and all Fëanor's sons and all Finarfin's children until people decided we were delirious. (To be fair, Cele shouting, in one breath, "Maedhrosmaglorcelegormcaranthircurufinamrodamras" is a bit on the weird side and enough to make anyone think that she's crazy.)
Had to leave too soon and was unable to have any of the interesting alcohol (such as the self-made mead, or the vodka from Alexander's home town), but it was fun nonetheless.
I love my Kendô dôjô.