Tomorrow is a bank holiday, isn't it?
After ascerning that it definitely was easter tomorrow, and very nearly but not quite getting my program to compile in every configeration, mum and dad picked me up from work.
Ambiguity had been kept *mostly* as decent as it had been made the last parent-visit :) and I'd done the last of the washing-up and a bit of vaccuuming the night before, so it was acceptable. I made dinner mainly from frozen components, which was quite nice though, and I think it impressed mum that I'd settled in enough that I could produce dinner for everyone without any faff. It also reminded me of two beliefs: (1) that food looks more professional if it comes in half a dozen different portions on the plate instead of a big mix and (2) any room looks tidier if you empty and clean any table and put it in the middle
Like Mornington Crescent would be, if it wasn't Mornington Crescent
Then Dad and I went to the Golden Hind and played pool. He won, but I *am* getting slowly better :) And while we were waiting for the table, and discussing money-putting-down etiquette[2]. And while we were waiting we played beggar-my-neighbour[3] and had much fun pretending it to be a game with skill, saying things like "Aha! Little did you know I was saving a jack in reserve" and "Oh no! I didn't see that coming at all!"
In fact, it was quite like mornington crescent. Which reminds me of *last* saturday, which I completely failed to spod, when we played 'London' at Owen's belated housewarming, which really is best described as "Like mornington crescent, but not" because it is a game which REALLY IS about moving dice-thrown numbers along underground tracks, trying to get to six designated stations. There was also a mao-like game, except that the new rules were predetermined of the form of 'play n cards per round' and the like.
[1] Sorry for the blasphemous joke. I couldn't resist.
[2] I described my observations as "Anyone can put the price of a game on the edge of the table and they play in that order. Whether they play a person of their choice or the previous winner is implementation defined. How many games you can by at once is undefined."[4] Does that sound accurate?
[3] Half the pack each. Always play from the top of your pile. Play alternately. But when a J,Q,K or A appears the other player plays 1,2,3 or 4 cards and you collect the whole discard pile, unless one of those cards is itself a J,Q,K or A in which case it the first player has to play 1,2..etc.
[4] Except I didn't say it in those words because I was talking to dad who isn't a C programmer. But I translated it for geekblogging :)
After ascerning that it definitely was easter tomorrow, and very nearly but not quite getting my program to compile in every configeration, mum and dad picked me up from work.
Ambiguity had been kept *mostly* as decent as it had been made the last parent-visit :) and I'd done the last of the washing-up and a bit of vaccuuming the night before, so it was acceptable. I made dinner mainly from frozen components, which was quite nice though, and I think it impressed mum that I'd settled in enough that I could produce dinner for everyone without any faff. It also reminded me of two beliefs: (1) that food looks more professional if it comes in half a dozen different portions on the plate instead of a big mix and (2) any room looks tidier if you empty and clean any table and put it in the middle
Like Mornington Crescent would be, if it wasn't Mornington Crescent
Then Dad and I went to the Golden Hind and played pool. He won, but I *am* getting slowly better :) And while we were waiting for the table, and discussing money-putting-down etiquette[2]. And while we were waiting we played beggar-my-neighbour[3] and had much fun pretending it to be a game with skill, saying things like "Aha! Little did you know I was saving a jack in reserve" and "Oh no! I didn't see that coming at all!"
In fact, it was quite like mornington crescent. Which reminds me of *last* saturday, which I completely failed to spod, when we played 'London' at Owen's belated housewarming, which really is best described as "Like mornington crescent, but not" because it is a game which REALLY IS about moving dice-thrown numbers along underground tracks, trying to get to six designated stations. There was also a mao-like game, except that the new rules were predetermined of the form of 'play n cards per round' and the like.
[1] Sorry for the blasphemous joke. I couldn't resist.
[2] I described my observations as "Anyone can put the price of a game on the edge of the table and they play in that order. Whether they play a person of their choice or the previous winner is implementation defined. How many games you can by at once is undefined."[4] Does that sound accurate?
[3] Half the pack each. Always play from the top of your pile. Play alternately. But when a J,Q,K or A appears the other player plays 1,2,3 or 4 cards and you collect the whole discard pile, unless one of those cards is itself a J,Q,K or A in which case it the first player has to play 1,2..etc.
[4] Except I didn't say it in those words because I was talking to dad who isn't a C programmer. But I translated it for geekblogging :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 12:56 pm (UTC)*dances around singing 'I'm not the only one missing the point!'*
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:02 pm (UTC)Should this sentence mean anything to me? I can't parse it at all :(
*dances around singing 'I'm not the only one missing the point!'*
Oh, I'm the one that *always* misses the point of everything, like some sort of poorly thought out porcupine metaphor...
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:07 pm (UTC)*hunches into self, embarrassed* My god, I meant to write 'was strange'. Seriously, I've been doing that since I got this cold - I think one thing, say another and then the words come out all jumbled. I don't know if I should be amused or concerned that I do it with typing as well as talking
*pouts* I think it's a good metaphor!
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:15 pm (UTC)Ah, yes, that must have been confusing. Sorry.
I don't know if I should be amused or concerned that I do it with typing as well as talking
But not as strange as that :) I don't know, it seems fairly normal, but should be kept in check before you turn into druscilla :) Mum and I do it all the time, and can understand each other perfectly well when nouns are substituted nearly at random. Just so long as I wasn't being stupid by not getting it :)
*pouts* I think it's a good metaphor!
Why are you pouting? Did you use a porcupine metaphor somewhere?
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:18 pm (UTC):p
I'm so not Druscilla! (Even if she gets to have Spike all to herself... mmm.) Maybe I should explore this crazy thing :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:21 pm (UTC)explore this crazy thing
Crazy does have a lot of advantages, but I think Spike was with Dru in spite of, not because of, her being crazy. I mean, she was always *rather* crackers, but I think at the start and end she was only averagely crackers...
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:25 pm (UTC)*fangirls madly in circles*
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:49 pm (UTC)And I think Angelus and Bad Spike (TM) were equally bad, except that Angelus cared about people and wanted to hurt them, whereas Bad Spike only really cared about himself. Which makes him more possible to work with, perhaps (and people aren't so far from that a lot of the time), but not actually better. When he's cooler, he's just cooler, not because of that imho :)
*fangirls madly in circles*
LOL.
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:56 pm (UTC)That's interesting. Angel was an artist, Spike loved the thrill of the kill. Hence him killing two slayers and Angel killing none. I don't know: I always see Spike as having a deeper capacity for caring than Angel, but then I think his feelings for Buffy were more profound (but then we get to see them develop over a longer period of time.)
And yeah, the Billy Idol look so wins over 'mathmo with only black in his wardrobe'
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Date: 2005-03-29 02:20 pm (UTC)I don't know about the look. Normally I think Spike's is way cooler, but then I remember the very end, where Angel said "What? Captain Peroxide?" and somehow made Spike's attention to it seem too pretentious, whereas Angel was just naturally good looking :) Even though A angsts way too much :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 02:27 pm (UTC)Oh, but the whole point of the Buffy lore is that a vampire's personality does carry over. Eg gaywillow from the Wishverse, later Willow meets Tara.
I think we're arguing semantics here. I always give the word 'caring' positive connotations: maybe Angel feels more than Spike (I'd probably agree with that actually)
Hello! Angel was wearing pink lip gloss a good three or series before Spike! And yes, all the Angel angst is so boring
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-29 01:22 pm (UTC)Sorry, must get impulse control mechanisms... under control, really. I'm feeling kinda floopy today :)
Speaking of which, chap 17 is largely unloved! It only got 2 reviews *sobs again into mustache hair* However, I did leave a (slightly) zany A/N, which tends to put people off...
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:28 pm (UTC)Aww. At least it must have been posted correctly. And people always drop away from an ongoing fic, don't they? Take pride in that it's good (I love it), and look for readers again when it's finished :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:32 pm (UTC)(Floopiness is definitely gooey. Oh yes)
I'm not taking it too personally, but I'm feeling less compelled to try and rush c18 out. It's sad how knowing that people like affects motiveation...
*inflicts evil on Jack again*
Sorry, evil hugs. Honest!
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:43 pm (UTC)Aww. Write it because you enjoy writing it, don't be put off. Anyone who doesn't flock to it's opinion doesn't deserve to be taken. I know it's depressing, you should see how many people haven't read Saldini...
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:48 pm (UTC)cuddleslut alert cuddlesluta alert
Snookies! People haven't been reading Saldini? *cuddles*
Sorry. I know I'm very unfunny. Promise not to cuddle again... (I love snookiedums too much to give it up :) )
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:54 pm (UTC)Snookie? Grmph. Hmph. Pah. Humbug! </grinch> :) Yes, that snookie made it all better. Really. </sarcasm> :)
Unfunny? Not at all; haven't you seen all my [lol]s in your fic? I enjoy being teased, and actually prefer *cuddles* to "snookiedums", just give me some warning to brace myself :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 02:02 pm (UTC)lol! And I didn't actually mean that I'm unfunny - I know I am, from people laughing
atwith me all the time. Some people however aren't sophisticated enough to appreciate my subtle sense of humour :)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-29 01:34 pm (UTC)*nteen throws a hissy fit and wears a threatening disposition*
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:38 pm (UTC)*hugs X*|X<="seventeen"
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:42 pm (UTC)OMG. I had to re-read that several times before I got that.
MATHMO ALERT! MATHMO ALERT! MATHMO ALERT! MATHMO ALERT! MATHMO ALERT!
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:45 pm (UTC)Well, you remembered enough to understand it, there's not just me :) And you even figured out my dodgy improvised notation! :)
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