Archive for September, 2005

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September 28, 2005

Recent sighting: one of the Uppsala cafés (Landings by Forumtorget, for locals) sell, among their other hand-made confectionary, Congac Truffles. I expect to see them dancing past any time now.

Looming fear: 10-credit exam in 3 hours’ time. Ten credits is supposed to be, roughly, equivalent to ten weeks’ work. The subject is Middle English, and I am feeling exceedingly muddled.

Upcoming relief: Am about to be replaced as chair of the department’s graduate student society, at the annual meeting in 45 minutes. Not that it is a lot of work, but it’s one thiing less to keep track of.

Frustrating fun: The three GROW games: GROW which I’ve linked to before but that’s more than a year ago and I’ve forgotten the solution, GROW RPG which is easier to solve but has lots of extra effects, and GROW CUBE which was released only the other day, is rather difficult but fun. And I had to get help to solve it.

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September 22, 2005

Have celebrated aforementioned nephew, gifting him with books and books. There may well be pictures later.

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Question to web design minded people reading this: How come all of a sudden the text in my blog stretches to the left-hand edge of the light-blue area? It used to look like this, with a nice margin of a few millimetres, and I don’t think I did anything to change the template. I don’t like the way it looks now; I have been trying to decode the page source, but can’t find anything obvious. Help?

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September 22, 2005

One of my favourite guys ever is 13 today!

 



Happy Birthday, Adrian!

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September 19, 2005

It is Talk Like A Pirate Day, so…

What kind of pirate am I? You decide!
You can also view a breakdown of results or put one of these on your own page!
Brought to you by Rum and Monkey

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September 15, 2005

I wrote a bit back in January and February about joining a new choir. Well, it so happened that that choir, having existed since the late 1960s, disbanded this summer. Was disbanded, really – although there was a bit of dissatisfaction within the choir about the lack of tenors and the fact that we were never able to perform without the support of another choir, I don’t think there was a general feeling that the choir needed to be dissolved. It was, however, and we singers got to apply for other choirs. In particular, we were allowed to apply to a very good choir indeed, one of the other choirs in the cathedral, which I would never have dared apply for if we hadn’t been explicitly encouraged to. So I applied, singing worse than ever before at the audition – however I was accepted (provisionally) and am now a proud and happy member of this group. We’re going to Ireland in November, and have about five other concerts this autumn… so this will fill my free time (cue to fall over laughing) nicely!

Did I mention it’s FUN, though?

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September 11, 2005

My friend Duncan says this about biking:
“WEAR A HELMET
You may think you look silly, but you’ll look a lot sillier not being able to feed yourself after a head injury.”

He’s right, you know. And I do wear a helmet when biking, except I didn’t yesterday when I biked over to my parents’ place for dinner – I was in a hurry, and it’s only a few minutes’ way away, and then I braked for another cyclist and found that the brakes (on Johan’s bike which I’d borrowed, my own having a puncture) were very efficient indeed. Finding myself helplessly thrown over the handlebars, I met the asphalt chin-first, while the bicycle crashed down under me. Rather foggily, I heard the other biker exclaim and ask how I was doing, which wasn’t easily answered just then. I got up on my hands – which were unhurt, having clutched the handlebars – and tried to determine if anything was broken, and if my teeth were still there, and where did all the blood on the ground come from?? Oh, and look, there are my glasses, they are unbroken, thank god…

I got through remarkably unhurt, however. A deep cut on the chin (which was where the blood came from – it bled like crazy), scrapes on my chin and upper lip, big bruises on my legs and some generally aching muscles, and loss of skin on my elbows. That’s all. No breakage, no dental injury, no concussion. A helmet wouldn’t have protected me any, in this instance, but I’m still going to wear it from now on.

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September 8, 2005

This is what my desktop looks like at the moment. Yay Order of the Stick! (Seriously – if you are at all into role playing games, you need to read that strip, and the articles on the site as well. Very good stuff.)

Incidentally, while any pictures on the nea.pp.se are normally free to grab and use, that desktop pic isn’t, so please don’t. If you want the desktop Elan for yourself, check the OOTS site – you can donate to the Red Cross to get it.