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olorielBack in 2001, my brother and I planned to attend JediCon.
He wanted to be a rebel pilot, so he needed one of them orange overalls.
It's hardly believable how hard it was to find somewhere that sold orange overalls. I think it took a lot of driving to working clothes stores and asking around and about two months.
Today, I was in Emsland, where they had an entire room full of orange overalls.
(Not to take away, though - just for internal use.)
As they're doing a revision in the power plant in Emsland currently, and my boyfriend has to - supervise sounds too strong, attend is too weak, somewhere in between - it; and as he wanted to show me how these things work, he got me a visitor's pass for today.
Those plants are just enormous tea kettles, really. Just... big.
Very big.
And a bit scary - actually, mostly due to size. And all the safety checks and measures. I'm scared of safety checks.
I got shown a lot of technical stuff (more than I can remember, of course, because from a certain point, all gigantic tubes look the same to me). Also, I found out that during revision time, you can stand fairly close to the actual reactor and absorb less radiation than during a standard 6-hour flight. Fun fact.
The most reassuring sound in the world is "ding da-da-da-ding, da-ding! No comtamination."
And now, I try to catch that sleep I didn't get all week.
Oh right, that presentation! - could've been better, could've been worse, I think. At any rate, I don't think Ehmcke-sensei noticed that I'd desperately cobbled it together yesterday evening. *shifty eyes* Or if she did, she didn't show it, and was really nice and friendly. Then again, she always is, really. Oh well.
And just when I was done with the cobbling together - sometime around half past one last night - I stepped out into the hallways to find that the kittens had found, hunted and torn to bits - a roll of toilet paper.
The hallways looked as if it had snowed. Or as if a football team from a country with an all-white flag had celebrated its victory. (The Hiroshima-Nagasaki-Park in Cologne - or the area around the coppertop, at any rate - was full of yellow and blue crepe paper, from the England:Sweden game on Tuesday.) Just what I need at 1:30 in the morning...
He wanted to be a rebel pilot, so he needed one of them orange overalls.
It's hardly believable how hard it was to find somewhere that sold orange overalls. I think it took a lot of driving to working clothes stores and asking around and about two months.
Today, I was in Emsland, where they had an entire room full of orange overalls.
(Not to take away, though - just for internal use.)
As they're doing a revision in the power plant in Emsland currently, and my boyfriend has to - supervise sounds too strong, attend is too weak, somewhere in between - it; and as he wanted to show me how these things work, he got me a visitor's pass for today.
Those plants are just enormous tea kettles, really. Just... big.
Very big.
And a bit scary - actually, mostly due to size. And all the safety checks and measures. I'm scared of safety checks.
I got shown a lot of technical stuff (more than I can remember, of course, because from a certain point, all gigantic tubes look the same to me). Also, I found out that during revision time, you can stand fairly close to the actual reactor and absorb less radiation than during a standard 6-hour flight. Fun fact.
The most reassuring sound in the world is "ding da-da-da-ding, da-ding! No comtamination."
And now, I try to catch that sleep I didn't get all week.
Oh right, that presentation! - could've been better, could've been worse, I think. At any rate, I don't think Ehmcke-sensei noticed that I'd desperately cobbled it together yesterday evening. *shifty eyes* Or if she did, she didn't show it, and was really nice and friendly. Then again, she always is, really. Oh well.
And just when I was done with the cobbling together - sometime around half past one last night - I stepped out into the hallways to find that the kittens had found, hunted and torn to bits - a roll of toilet paper.
The hallways looked as if it had snowed. Or as if a football team from a country with an all-white flag had celebrated its victory. (The Hiroshima-Nagasaki-Park in Cologne - or the area around the coppertop, at any rate - was full of yellow and blue crepe paper, from the England:Sweden game on Tuesday.) Just what I need at 1:30 in the morning...
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Date: 2006-06-23 07:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-23 08:20 pm (UTC)Mir laeuft jetzt noch ein Schauder ueber den Ruecken.
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Date: 2006-06-23 08:41 pm (UTC)Irgendwann war uns das Ganze zu blöd, und so fingen wir an herumzualbern - und am Ende waren unsere Besserungsvorschläge alle so ziemlich das Gegenteil von dem, was man klischeehaft erwarten würde. Ich weiß die meisten Sachen nicht mehr, aber ich weiß noch, dass wir auf die Notiz "Strommasten passen nicht in die Landschaft" ein boshaftes "Landschaft zubetonieren, damit sie besser zu den Strommasten passt" geschrieben hatten...
*duck*
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Date: 2006-06-24 07:10 am (UTC)Mein Suesser wuerde jetzt sagen: "Ja, und dann noch die Stadt abreissen, weil dann kommen die Masten besser zur Geltung."