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yakalskovich) wrote2004-08-03 11:15 am
yakalskovich) wrote2004-08-03 11:15 am
Coffee
Coffee is a wonderful stuff. Truly.
I'll take a moment to sing its praises, then, as I am waiting for it to fully kick in so I can go on working. After three hours of concentration, I found my fingers motionless on the keyboard, and my face yawning.
That may be a result of lying in the grass of a public square and watching "Pirates of the Caribbean" under the stars till one at night.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nazgul_nr_5 and I were suffering a lot, though, because that was the first time we had to see the dubbed German version. The translators should be taken out and shot. Especially the one who had decided to translate "Savvy?" as "Alles klar soweit?" - wiebke and woelfle will know how horrible that is. We groaned every time it was repeated. Nobody will ever be allowed to say "Alles klar soweit?" to me again without getting a very rude answer. "Why is the rum gone?" was translated as "Warum ist der Rum weg?", which has a certain something. The running gags with the "opportune moment" and the "effects" got completely bungled and were as gone as the rum.
Still, it was fun to watch it on a huge screen in the fresh evening air, with real actual moonlight overhead, sitting on a picnic blanket on the lawn and having some sort of picnic. In fact, my tiredness may have something to do with the rum with coke we had very artfully smuggled inside; you really couldn't call it coke with rum. The Nazgul had made it; it was a very Nazgulish brew. She called it cough syrup.-
Or I might be tired because I went to bed at two, to sleep still a bit later after thinking at length about even more things I am going to draw, and started out again at six in the morning. I had thought I would be able to take the morning off or at least be late, but databases spontaneously wanted re-organising, which has to happen before everybody else arrives. So here I was, re-organising damn databases, and almost dropping off my perch.
Luckily, Our Mithreth herself made the coffee today, and it fulfills all the clichés there are about coffee being black as death and strong as love - sweet as sin optional, and I opt out, thank you. Not out of sin, if there is such a thing, but out of sweet coffee.
That coffee of hers has a mind of its own. It picks you up and kicks you around until you plead for mercy and are as awake as you can get. You should never try it while being drunk, because it would sober you up and push you right out on the other side of sobriety where no sane person can go and stay sane. Knurd, you know, as Terry Pratchett calls it.
Luckily, I wasn't even overhung, just tired - and the Black Brew has worked its magic on me now, so I can continue with my work. If the damn pinscher finally consents to give me a final version of the text I have to spam unsuspecting customers with. One of these days, I will become guilty of cruelty against pinschers...
I'll take a moment to sing its praises, then, as I am waiting for it to fully kick in so I can go on working. After three hours of concentration, I found my fingers motionless on the keyboard, and my face yawning.
That may be a result of lying in the grass of a public square and watching "Pirates of the Caribbean" under the stars till one at night.
nazgul_nr_5 and I were suffering a lot, though, because that was the first time we had to see the dubbed German version. The translators should be taken out and shot. Especially the one who had decided to translate "Savvy?" as "Alles klar soweit?" - wiebke and woelfle will know how horrible that is. We groaned every time it was repeated. Nobody will ever be allowed to say "Alles klar soweit?" to me again without getting a very rude answer. "Why is the rum gone?" was translated as "Warum ist der Rum weg?", which has a certain something. The running gags with the "opportune moment" and the "effects" got completely bungled and were as gone as the rum.Still, it was fun to watch it on a huge screen in the fresh evening air, with real actual moonlight overhead, sitting on a picnic blanket on the lawn and having some sort of picnic. In fact, my tiredness may have something to do with the rum with coke we had very artfully smuggled inside; you really couldn't call it coke with rum. The Nazgul had made it; it was a very Nazgulish brew. She called it cough syrup.-
Or I might be tired because I went to bed at two, to sleep still a bit later after thinking at length about even more things I am going to draw, and started out again at six in the morning. I had thought I would be able to take the morning off or at least be late, but databases spontaneously wanted re-organising, which has to happen before everybody else arrives. So here I was, re-organising damn databases, and almost dropping off my perch.
Luckily, Our Mithreth herself made the coffee today, and it fulfills all the clichés there are about coffee being black as death and strong as love - sweet as sin optional, and I opt out, thank you. Not out of sin, if there is such a thing, but out of sweet coffee.
That coffee of hers has a mind of its own. It picks you up and kicks you around until you plead for mercy and are as awake as you can get. You should never try it while being drunk, because it would sober you up and push you right out on the other side of sobriety where no sane person can go and stay sane. Knurd, you know, as Terry Pratchett calls it.
Luckily, I wasn't even overhung, just tired - and the Black Brew has worked its magic on me now, so I can continue with my work. If the damn pinscher finally consents to give me a final version of the text I have to spam unsuspecting customers with. One of these days, I will become guilty of cruelty against pinschers...
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Last time I drank, I must have been knurd too, as I didn't end up drunk at all.
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If you start out knurd and drink, you might end up - er normal? As soon as we know what is normal anyway...
An invitation!
I just came home from my no-pay-work summer party. It was boring except one thing: we got onto the roofs of munich and enjoyed a tropical summer night. I know you wouldn't enjoy this, princess, but anyway, this is an invitation to join me on a private midnight party on the roofs of munich. HP fans prefered.
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Bah, I'm such a coward about heights. But I think I'm game if the parameters are right. Try one new and frightening thing every summer, and all that...
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