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Apr. 22nd, 2005 11:43 pmYesterday was a Happy Day.
It was sunny and warmish, but not too warm. It was one of these days when you really don't feel like going to university but rather like sitting outside all day, but it's not that bad because once you come out of class, it's still sunny and warmish.
Between Japanese and West-African Art, I had two hours of spare time. Unfortunately, Japanese ends just before the cafeteria closes, so when you get there, only the middle floor still serves food. They didn't serve anything I wanted to eat there.
Promptly, Blinova-san (who didn't want to eat anything there either) invited me over and made salad and fried eggs with bacon and toast and home-made kimchee (her boyfriend is Korean, so she is practicing to prepare kimchee. It was very good, although not quite as hot as it tends to be usually). Invariably better than the cafeteria offer.
The West-African Art class wasn't overly exciting, but afterwards the weather was still so beautiful that I decided to walk from the museum to the WG. The tramway is always overcrowded anyway at that time.
I have my tickets for the Star Wars preview. Wednesday, May 18th, 8 pm. Weeeeeeee!
And in the evening,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
seefuchs, eliathanis, kaneda, elfy, malicedl, shiverdl and I met for the "killer game", or "Europe 7". We're rpging criminals with a rather complicated mission in the Vatican in the year 2165. Moste excellente. I really like my character. She's an arrogant and bitchy diva, but I really like her. We didn't get overly far, but we played till just after midnight and it was very enjoyable.
If that was Great Cthulhu's attempt at driving me mad, I'm very much afraid that it didn't work. Mad with happy, at most.
The only downer is that no one I know will be at the Elf Fantasy Fair (except, obviously, for some of the special guests whom I know but who don't know me. I'm very much afraid neither Lawrence Makoare nor John Noble nor Andy Serkis nor Terry Pratchett won't walk around with me...) I really would like to go, but not all by me onesies. So, I guess I'll make it a family day. Ngah.
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( jubel jubel freu freu )
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It was sunny and warmish, but not too warm. It was one of these days when you really don't feel like going to university but rather like sitting outside all day, but it's not that bad because once you come out of class, it's still sunny and warmish.
Between Japanese and West-African Art, I had two hours of spare time. Unfortunately, Japanese ends just before the cafeteria closes, so when you get there, only the middle floor still serves food. They didn't serve anything I wanted to eat there.
Promptly, Blinova-san (who didn't want to eat anything there either) invited me over and made salad and fried eggs with bacon and toast and home-made kimchee (her boyfriend is Korean, so she is practicing to prepare kimchee. It was very good, although not quite as hot as it tends to be usually). Invariably better than the cafeteria offer.
The West-African Art class wasn't overly exciting, but afterwards the weather was still so beautiful that I decided to walk from the museum to the WG. The tramway is always overcrowded anyway at that time.
I have my tickets for the Star Wars preview. Wednesday, May 18th, 8 pm. Weeeeeeee!
And in the evening,
seefuchs, eliathanis, kaneda, elfy, malicedl, shiverdl and I met for the "killer game", or "Europe 7". We're rpging criminals with a rather complicated mission in the Vatican in the year 2165. Moste excellente. I really like my character. She's an arrogant and bitchy diva, but I really like her. We didn't get overly far, but we played till just after midnight and it was very enjoyable. If that was Great Cthulhu's attempt at driving me mad, I'm very much afraid that it didn't work. Mad with happy, at most.
The only downer is that no one I know will be at the Elf Fantasy Fair (except, obviously, for some of the special guests whom I know but who don't know me. I'm very much afraid neither Lawrence Makoare nor John Noble nor Andy Serkis nor Terry Pratchett won't walk around with me...) I really would like to go, but not all by me onesies. So, I guess I'll make it a family day. Ngah.
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( jubel jubel freu freu )
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