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Don't blame me, I voted Olwë.
Dec. 10th, 2004 11:39 pmI think i'm getting used to the armour.
Kendô - or rather, its aftermath - was rather amusing today. First, after practice and before the greeting ceremonies, Roland read out a "Christmas story" because he won't be there for practice next week. The story was from the diaries of one of the Japanese embassadors who went to the USA shortly before the Meiji reformation, describing their celebrated arrival in San Francisco and the festive reception party. Quite funny.
Afterwards, we went to the 43 as always. First question when everyone had found a place: "So, who's bought the Special Extended Edition already?" Five or six people acknowledged; amusingly enough, Cele and I were not among them. Since my brother told me I was not to buy it so he had something he could give me for Christmas, I have to wait for two more weeks. Strange brother. (I think he wants to prove a point. As you probably all know by now, my family is rather large. Now two our of Karin's five sons have asked for DVDs for Christmas - ROTK (the regular cinema version) and Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban, respectively, the boys have taste - and my mom said we should just make copies for them. Considering that we don't even have the latter - well, we do, but not officially, since that's what I'll give my mom for Christmas - and that my mom always was angry when her brother only gave us copied CDs for Christmas and my parents can well afford two DVDs, my brother found that disgusting. So what he's doing now is giving everyone these really large presents, although he's a poor student and not a well-established medical doctor. But he has apparently inherited both my godfather's (who was my mother's youngest brother) love for gift-giving and his temper concerning miserliness. Which I find laudable, though I cannot imitate him there.)
Anyway, suddenly I found myself in a discussion about The Silmarillion with Cele, Frank, Alexandrios, Roland and Mike. Am I going to Kendô practice or the Tolkien regular's table?!
A propos, today I actually voted for the student parliament. I just went to university because I needed to talk to one of my English professors about the termpaper I have to write to get the last missing certificate - I need a topic and a bibliography - but he was already gone, so I decided to go and vote so I hadn't gone there all in vain.
Now voting for the student parliament is very strange. They give you two large sheets of paper, poster-size, with a loooong list of names. You don't vote for one party, but for one person in the party. Directly. Two sheets, one cross each. Many names. I knew no one.
I scanned the list, desperately searching for at least one familiar name - maybe someone who had done a presentation in some seminar once, or so? I found exactly two familiar names. Among them Marcel "Olwë" Bülles. I figure what's good for the Tolkien Society can't harm the University of Cologne, so what the heck.
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( Geeks, Geschenke und Wahlen )
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Kendô - or rather, its aftermath - was rather amusing today. First, after practice and before the greeting ceremonies, Roland read out a "Christmas story" because he won't be there for practice next week. The story was from the diaries of one of the Japanese embassadors who went to the USA shortly before the Meiji reformation, describing their celebrated arrival in San Francisco and the festive reception party. Quite funny.
Afterwards, we went to the 43 as always. First question when everyone had found a place: "So, who's bought the Special Extended Edition already?" Five or six people acknowledged; amusingly enough, Cele and I were not among them. Since my brother told me I was not to buy it so he had something he could give me for Christmas, I have to wait for two more weeks. Strange brother. (I think he wants to prove a point. As you probably all know by now, my family is rather large. Now two our of Karin's five sons have asked for DVDs for Christmas - ROTK (the regular cinema version) and Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban, respectively, the boys have taste - and my mom said we should just make copies for them. Considering that we don't even have the latter - well, we do, but not officially, since that's what I'll give my mom for Christmas - and that my mom always was angry when her brother only gave us copied CDs for Christmas and my parents can well afford two DVDs, my brother found that disgusting. So what he's doing now is giving everyone these really large presents, although he's a poor student and not a well-established medical doctor. But he has apparently inherited both my godfather's (who was my mother's youngest brother) love for gift-giving and his temper concerning miserliness. Which I find laudable, though I cannot imitate him there.)
Anyway, suddenly I found myself in a discussion about The Silmarillion with Cele, Frank, Alexandrios, Roland and Mike. Am I going to Kendô practice or the Tolkien regular's table?!
A propos, today I actually voted for the student parliament. I just went to university because I needed to talk to one of my English professors about the termpaper I have to write to get the last missing certificate - I need a topic and a bibliography - but he was already gone, so I decided to go and vote so I hadn't gone there all in vain.
Now voting for the student parliament is very strange. They give you two large sheets of paper, poster-size, with a loooong list of names. You don't vote for one party, but for one person in the party. Directly. Two sheets, one cross each. Many names. I knew no one.
I scanned the list, desperately searching for at least one familiar name - maybe someone who had done a presentation in some seminar once, or so? I found exactly two familiar names. Among them Marcel "Olwë" Bülles. I figure what's good for the Tolkien Society can't harm the University of Cologne, so what the heck.
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( Geeks, Geschenke und Wahlen )
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