life, liberty and the pursuit of geekiness

Gakked from sreya:

The object of the game is to stump the person writing the journal. I've been writing in my live journal for nearly three years, and can't possibly remember all the topics I've talked about in that time.

Your job, if you choose to accept it, is to go into the archives of my journal and pull out a random quote from some time, some year, and then my job will be to see if I can remember what I was talking about. You tell me if I'm remotely right or wrong.

Nope, I can't peek, and you'll have to trust I won't. :)

Please don't pick a quote that's so random that it could apply to anything, like "feh" or "Damn it!" or something equally generally. Pick something that might actually be about something, but not so blatantly about something that I'll have to guess what I'm talking about.

1. Padmé
2. Anakin
3. Chancellor Palpatine
4. Obi-Wan
5. Yoda
6. Old Ben
7. Luke
8. Vader
9. Han Solo

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From: antilles_wedge_rogue@alliance.net,
To: celchu_t@alliance.net, farr_s@alliance.net, fearsome_wookiee@galacticmail.com, janson_w@alliance.net klivian_d@alliance.net, organa@alliance.net, sexy_scoundrel@galacticmail.com, skywalker_l@alliance.net
Subject: Fw: Re: Re: Fw: Survey

NAME: Wedge Antilles.

NICKNAMES: Veggies

SEX: Are you offering?
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We didn't go to the beach so much this time because the weather was worse still. We went back to the Giant's Causeway and walked along the cliff path. We paid to go into Dunluce this time. It was pretty good. There's a whole 17th century manor house on top of the rock with courtyards and a garden and an old loggia and everything. They shut the exhibition a bit early though. They had a model I wanted to see again. On the way up and down we did the coast road and Murlough Bay (very sheltered for being where it is; Mammy thought it looked like a Greek island. There was a dead sheep on the path and there was a car whose engine was overheatig with a perceptible burning smell), Torr Head (very rocky and bleak; a hut that apparently belong to Lloyd's the shipping people on a rocky promontory) and Glenariff (spectacular river and waterfalls; very damp both underfoot and overhead). The coast road is cool because you can see Scotland: Islay and Jura, Kintyre and Ailsa Craig of course, and a few other Hebridean fragments we couldn't place.

They're cutting the barley over on the Feney Road, and the silage on Steps. Garry, on the other hand, is spreading extremely foul slurry diluted with creamery waste. Sigh.

I lay out on a rug this afternoon and attempted to continue my Jack Harkness fic. It's got almost ot the action scene, and you know how much I love those. *sigh* Still, if I keep plodding away it'll get done eventually, no matter how disjointed it ends up.

I kept getting distracted by Aldea. I'm mucking about with the verbs, and the pronouns. Like Spanish, nominative pronouns are optional in a sentence, but unlike Spanish, a rudimentary form of it is actually suffixed to the verb form. I ended up sidetracked into the plural forms of adjectives, though. Ones that end in vowels now form plurals in -n. I'm a bit worried lest they get confused with the (singular) adjectives in -en, but as the whole point is for them to agree with their head noun in number (they don't agree in case, btw), I think I'll be okay.

The week of outreach is more than halfway over by now. It feels as though it's gone on for a month. Usual schedule: Children's clubs in the mornings, make lunch, Bible study, literature distribution, dinner, door-to-door, back to the manse to chat, bed.
This year we're doing activities at the clubs: football for the boys, dance and craft for the girls. I'm doing the craft. So far we've made boxes out of coloured lollipop sticks, and tomorrow we're starting friendship bracelets. We've had a good turn-out of kids, 24 today, and the boys are doing well too. One of the little girls said it was the best club she'd ever been too. :) I did my memory verse today. I didn't think it went too badly. One thing about it is that the time is short, as we need to get all the activities done and so on, so there's a limit to how badly you can mess up in the time. Tomorrow I shall change it around a bit and give them the words to hold up as I take them off the wall, and then I'll get them to hold each of them up as the rest of them say it over.

We finished the town yesterday and we were out in the outlying villages today. I was in the one where I used to live so I had to organise everyone and keep track of where we were and how many we had done. It was quite fun actually. Tomorrow they're going to Hillsborough so I printed out a couple of maps for them. I'm doing my best to be helpful and clean up and stuff without saying anything or making a fuss, but I do think people are noticing. Peter did, and Claire.

The door-to-door is pretty much as usual. Joel was very shocked by one of the responses we got ("I'll take my chances on going to hell"), but I'd heard it often enough to be hardened to it. Going out agina tomorrow, urgh. I always feel really nervous directly before it.

Rebekah was in the church today because her parents were feeding us. She joined the dance club, despite being well under eight :), and loved it of course. This evening I kept an eye on her while her adults were busy. She was sweet most of the time, although she did take a strunt when I tried to give her juice, because she wanted her father to do it. She did do a couple of things that I ordered her to, like wipe her mouth and not go jumping off a high wall, so we're getting there. The boys let her play cricket with them and taught her how to say "'zat?". They wouldn't let any of the rest of us play! They said she was a good meduim-fast bowler, but she's a pants batsman because the bat is bigger than she is.

So far:

Gakked from everyone:

Use this dollmaker to make a "realistic" doll of yourself, then a doll of yourself as a Mary Sue, extra points for wings.

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The Sue version has better hair and shiny electronic gear in the background :)

Recently there has been some kerfuffle of JKR's supposed slighting of the fantasy genre, and Terry Pratchett's comments. I saw both sides of the indignation, and tend to come down more on the Pterry side. ( Cut for length )

I've editted my tags so that all the spaces are now underscores. It makes it easier for visitors who don't know that now you have to replace '+' in the URL with '%20'. LiveJournal have only had this feature for a month and they've broken it already. However, the underscores do look rather ugly. I hope they fix this soon.