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The Nazgul and I have just decided what to be next year.

It's this:

She'll do the Hospitaller noblewoman, and I'll do the simple Hospitaller nun. We hope nobody will ask us again whether we're genuine.-

For this year, however, we are still working on the Scottish late medieval costumes. I'll keep it simple because I don't want to be too hot. And I'll recycle stuff I already have.-

( Pictures! )

Ooooh look, the Nazgul made Lego Na'vi:

And they're tall! And you can't see her, erm, evolutionally unnecessary breasts properly, just as in the movie.

And look at the nice braids and tails!

Yesterday, the Nazgul and I went to have our hair done again, just by the way of reminding ourselves we're really girls. **grins** She had her blue streak thickened and the blue colour made more intense, and I got it recut in a slightly more snappy way. The Nazgul still said that I look extremely serious and respectable with that haircut, which wasn't quite the intention... **pout**

And then, here is a picture of my actual Urquhart mug at my work:

I had my hair bobbed properly now, and three thick blonde highlights.

The Nazgul got a blue streak, and the ends cut back by seven inches. Now everybody can see that she belongs to the dark blue side of the Force...

Just now, in GTalk:

Me: Yadda yadda yadda horrible slavery! I was here at 20 to 10 today! There's not enough coffee in the world!

Nazgul: And I was going to ask you how about going swimming on Friday.

Me: **thinks about ahhhhhh warm water, drifting about while looking at marine monsters on the ceiling** Not a bad idea! But not all that late.

Nazgul: deadpanDo you have to take Urquhart for walkies afterwards?

Me: **almost snarfs what coffee there is onto screen** ROFL!!!! Erm, yes, I'd quite like to be home in the evening for RPing.

Actually, it's not so much Urq on Friday, rather the last day of fashion shoots in Morningstar Manor for which I play the photographer (my main charrie there) and the designer (an NPC), but anyway, yes, I want the RL excursion done before RP gets hopping and people want me there. And while it's generally nice that RL people take that into account, I find it hilarious how the Nazgul put it in words.-

Remember how everybody was scared that computers would stop working on January 1st 2000 because maybe somewhere some program would still use two-digit years in their date format?

And how nothing happened.

Instead, it is happening now. The Y2K+10 bug not only took a sizeable percentage of German bank and credit cards temporarily out of commission, the Nazgul and I have seen it affecting public transport here in Munich, too. The system for announcing arrivals and destinations of trains, trams and buses was totally down in New Year's night and still isn't back up everywhere. At the station where she has to catch a bus to get to her new fatally cool job, all electronic signs are replaced by handwritten A4 papers signs that are pastede on yay.-

The bus we took to IKEA today was hit as well; the 'bing' didn't work most of the time, the screen not at all, and the electronic voice announcing the next station was drunk as a skunk.

In other (but still Nazgul-related) news, today she announced by IM that librarians are peculiar, because she had to print out five copies of a 500-page cataloguing guideline. The existence of such a document struck her as somewhat detail-obsessed. I asked her how come she didn't notice that before.-

But actually, she seems to fit in well there. I am still totally green with envy.

It's fun to sit at my computer with enough coffee to fuel my brain, the cats curled up and sleeping right beside me, and write a 4,800 word light essay-let about bodice rippers that I will actually be paid good money for. I didn't know I know so much about romance novels, but between being in a game founded by a professional romance writer as a playground for her friends, my main Milli!charrie having a lover from a science fiction detective romance series (Oh, I will go on about genre pile-ups! And tropes!), all the borderline purple stuff in Laurel K. Hamilton, and my mother with her horrid preference for Rosamunde Pilcher, I can wing this. Off the cuff. Without getting professorial or defensive or derisive or snarky. And I will totally mention Charlie Monroe, just because I can. Getting paid for mentioning my Milli!Teja's lover is utterly cool.

By which I keep my envy at bay, because the Nazgul seems to have landed the coolest job evah. It's probably not all right to say which exactly (because that automatically tells you where), but it's a job that quite a lot of you here on my flist is either secretly dying, or openly studying very hard, to get. And she has it since today. Just like that. The downside is, it seems to pay peanuts and eggshells, but then, OMG, she really gets to have Lirael's old job, in a way...

We ended the old year with a sushi orgy:

And are starting the new one with pink bubbly, ginger ale with bourbon, and 'The Water Horse' on DVD.

Hails! Slainte! Skol! Kippis! Kampai! Cheers! Prost!!

I'm going to cook rice now for the sushi orgy I'm planning with the Nazgul; I have 'The Water Horse' on DVD because something Scottish would be fun for New Year's Eve; Urquhart's application is sitting in 'Drafts', ready to be sent as soon as the announcement goes up in the Backroom tonight or tomorrow morning.

I am ready for 2010!

The Nazgul and I tend to hijack holidays we like, or even make some up from scratch, like Rasputin's Deathday, or cativersaries; and we do Easter twice, as a rule, the Western and the Orthodox one.

Last year, the Atlanteans were here and we did Thanksgiving, so we hijacked that too and did it again this year. OMG does the Nazgul ever bake an excellent pumpkin pie!!

I am so full now; so was the Nazgul when she left, and so are the cats who first had tuna and then some lukewarm turkey; and Mephi even stole a piece of pumpkin pie afterwards.

Also, I had my hair done today. I swore off the purple, and now have some fun stripes in front.

When

nazgulwears and I go to medieval events, we go for three things: a) to invest time and research in our costumes, make them, and wear them; b) to see the market stalls, eat, drink, and be merry, and perhaps buy some nice medieval things and c) see the show they put on.

We found Maxlrain 'the better middle ages' than the big event in Kaltenberg, beause it was less commercial, and there were lots more people in period costumes, period however counting as 500 to 1500, with some un-historical elves and undead on the side. Too many people wear black and dark red, too, if you take into account that there was no reliable black dye, and dark red (= purple) was costly in the middle ages. But it wasn't mostly mundanes come to gawk and see the show, and the market stalls were to the point, instead of selling cheap stuff for kiddies. They carry that too, but we could have found trim there, and I did find a sensible, working sahs just as I wanted.

( See Maru and the Nazgul being big-G Goths! )

( See a medieval market in torchlight! )

( See a show with horses! )

I'm going off to be a big-G Goth for a medieval event this afternoon and evening, and shall be back around my 1 or 2 at night. I'll pick up tags then, and maybe thread a bit.

Dont't burn down the internetz!

Oh, and do admire our period clothes:

Also, I found a solution for the peplum: - not use it all, and instead wear a floor-length brown linen skirt I have anyway! Amusing how, now we are done and dressed, the Nazgul is clearly the mistress and I the maid, or she a noble lady and I a simple farming woman...

nazgulwears found this:

Two MIT students sent a camera into space for 150 US ~~pesos~~ dollars!

nazgulwears and I went to Theresienwiese tonight, where the Oktoberfest takes place every September (duh!), to look for falling stars, because it's a large open space with not so many streetlamps, in the middle of the city.

We hung out there for perhaps 45 minutes to an hour, and saw three definite big ones, and a few smaller maybes.

When I came home, some strange cats were snarking very loudly in the courtyards, and mine ran from one window to the other, tails very bushy, eagerly observing whatever feline wank was going on outside.-

( Whut??? )

It is still pissing down hard, and I am so pissed off by not being able to go to Kaltenberg, I even use rude vocabulary and don't thread because my charries would get mun bleed.

One single good thing today: new phone. Having it on hand means I get to take spontaneous pictures of the cats being cute.

Here is Mephi, for example, sitting on the TV and worshipping UFOs.

My kitties, canoodling.-

( Cut for feline TMI, and human lamentation )

Don't say 'Bless you' -- that's what the lovely Art Nouveau bath is called, you know, the one where I go with

nazgulwears when I'm AWOL for an evening from the Intarwebz. I took these pictures a week ago, and promised to post them -- now I finally processed them, and here they are!

( No comments needed )

Tonight I went swimming with

nazgulwears , which might have been a bad idea. It was a bizarre day, and lots of bizarre things occurred:

On the way there, we ran into a group of posh Japanese people, young, the women in kimono, one or two of them even with long maiko-like sleeves, and a few men wearing kimono and hakama. The Nazgul staaaaaared, she has her own dark blue hakama for kendo, but would never wear it in the street! I guessed it was a wedding party: somebody from Japan marrying someone from here.
In the bath, there were some very odd people about: a grown woman was being taught how to swim, and a (straight) couple about to break the Third Rule right there in the water.
Then there was Duck Man: he put his feet on the rim of the pool and submerged everything else, for really long. We kept wondering if he was dead, or maybe would die this time around already? It kept us on our toes, even when we were floating.
The, we went to the frigidarium where the lifeguards (DLRG! Really!!) were practicing. They had special clothes on a hanger to wear while swimming, for practice.
There was Duck Woman: she was swimming the length of the pool in a strange freestyle manner, and with every stroke, she dove in with her head, really deep, and stuck her bum out of the water.
There was a guard on duty at the tepidarium, a youngish blond bloke, who didn't sit in the guard chair or wander about like the other guards do; instead, he sat on the statuary at the entrance to the pool and struck dramatic poses, stretching out tanned legs that he thought shapely, and letting his shoulder-lenth blond hair hang about in what he thought interesting ways. He must have fancied himself some mixture of Totila, and Sawyer from Lost (the Nazgul had never heard of Sawyer, but at least knows Totila). He was terminally silly! In the end, we laughed so much we had to swim back on our backs for the last length to avoid looking at him and giggling more.
I took pictures of the lovely art noveau architecture this time!! I tried to avoid including people, as that is not strictly legal in Germany -- there is something called 'right to your own picture', and only more than twenty people are a random crowd, which makes is legally safe to take their pictures in a public setting without a model release, i.e. without them having the right to demand you take the pics off the internet. The devil is a squirrel; I try to be careful. Big events even have small prints on the back of their tickets saying that by buying the ticket, one agrees to have one's picture taken if any photographers or TV crews to audience shots, just in case.
No pictures of Totila Sawyer! You don't want to expire from giggles, after all; and we want to go back to the pool, and not be barred for mocking a guard publicly on the internetz!

Picture post tomorrow! I don't have to work, and can finally do all the memes and little odd jobs I put off, catch up with Torchwood (only saw Day1), poke the interetz, and thread. And process pictures. Thomas the Metropolitan has a new Pentax, too, which he has promised I can try; he swears that it, finally, will take decent pictures of Mephi. So I am apt to channel my inner!Andras much, tomorrow, anyway.

Yesterday, on our way back from IKEA, the Nazgul and I passed a fruit stall by the local train station that was getting rid of the last of the day's wares for ridiculous prices.

We grabbed lots, paid four Euro, and hurried on to catch the train.

In there, we found that we had: six small Galia melons, six pears, two bags of peaches.

And then I ate a peach that was a bit scratched, the skin broken and the juice dripping out, and found it heaven.

Sweet, and juicy, and coming off the pit with perfect ease. And the Nazgul, in the evening, pinged me to tell me that the melon she'd had had come out of its rind just like that, and she was going to get some good mediterranean ham today to eat the others in style.

And then I realised that normally, we don't get ripe fruit in a shop: fruit must look good and be flawless, and is not allowed to drip, or smell ripe, or have brown spots where it's been squeezed. So, we get hard shiny things that we learn to think are normal, not slightly imperfect ripe splurgy goodness. And pay lots of money for it.

For my two leftover melons (I had one for breakfast just now) I am going to get prosciutto di Parma, or Serrano ham, as well, even if it costs more than the melons have cost! For the softened peaches, I am going to get a small bottle of simple dry domestic champagne, puree the fruit that are just too drippy, and mix it up. And then I will be in fruity heaven.

Screw hard, unripe, EU-normed perfection!!!

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Entries tagged with nazgul

Middle ages 2011

Easter picture post

Lego Na'vi!

Pictures

Look at our new hair!

Pups get taken into RL account

Y2K +10

Monday

Happy New Year!!

January inching closer and closer...

Thanksgiving

Maxlrain -- picture post!

(no subject)

Cheap fun space science!

Perseids!

Square-dancing nazguls

The fucking world fucking hates us

Müllersches Volksbad

WTF world???

Ripe fruit