I can't stop looking at him. I even follow him to the loo and get sad whn he shuts me out.

Lupie: (On observing Thomas's method of consuming the "fried egg" Haribo sweets) That's a really bizarre way of eating Fried Egg sweets.
Thomas: No, it is. Everyone easts them like this.
Lupie: No, they don't.
Thomas: (nodding) They do. Because the white foam and the yellow jelly are nice seperately, and don't go together very well.
Lupie: I really do think it's just you who eats them like that.
Thomas: No! I'm not! Just like everyone pops Bourbon biscuits in half and eats the bits seperately! And ...custard creams! And... (with increasing desperation) Jammy Dodgers! No-one eats those in one bit, do they?
Lupie: ...
Thomas: ...do they?

mood: amused

Lupie doesn't want to get out of bed for things like doctors appointments and lectures, so I've volunteered to push the bed, with her still in it, into the lecture hall so she can curl up in the blankets and take notes, and just fall asleep or masturbate when the lecture gets boring. The only problem I can see is that she sleeps naked.

Thoughts?

So, we're making wigs today (with the POWER OF STEAM). It's great! The room is full of fluff! But the fluff is tickly.

I advise everyone who has never played Okami to do so at once. Find someone with a ps2. Steal one if you have to. You get to be a wolf, with a magic paintbrush that can make trees blossom, create lilly pads, and generally work magic; and you can feed birds and other critters to make them happy; and you can infuriate enemies by pissing on them. This game is simply made for Lupie, it really is.

We were up until 2am playing Gauntlet: Dark Legacy last night.

Lupie's a level 32 Protector, and Thomas is a level 33 Hero. We have familiars! We're about to kick over a Lich! It's very exciting.

Anyway. RED VALKYRIE NEEDS FOOD BADLY.

I have spent about £60 on LARP costume gear for the 3YGB. And I haven't even got all I need yet. I.. really hope I get some relative!money for my birthday. :/

Speaking of which, my birthday is on the 26th of May. If you were thinking of getting me anything, don't. Donate whatever you were going to spend here, instead. I'll post that on my main journal, too, actually.

I want an undercut. Not a very high one - we're talking shaved from just above the ears down.

There is no voting on this. It SHALL be done. So. Er, does anyone have a shaver and want to do it for me because I'm stupid and will probably end up shaving my whole head/doing it wonky?

I just invented the spiral escalator. I'm really not sure why they don't exist already - it's such a cool idea. Probably not as cost-effective or as efficient in terms of space as conventional escalators or lifts, but damn would it look cool.

I now want to learn how to use a decent 3d modelling or CAD program so I can draw it. Advice?

Edit: The obvious problem, as mentioned below, is how to get the steps back down to the bottom again. The solution is to build a double-helix staircase (two spiral staircases interlinked) with the steps going up one helix and back down the other. I've even thought of a way to recycle the steps. Hell, I can expand the design to have the steps flatten out part-way up so it can service multiple floors with only one set of steps.

The second problem is proportion. You need a good eight feet of headroom so even tall claustrophobic people in stovepipe hats can use the thing, plus at least another foot for the bulk of the stairs themselves. That means that the turn spacing of each helix is at least 16 feet, and probably much larger if we want the steps to flatten out at the top and bottom so people can get on and off. So, the staircase needs to be either very wide or very steep.

The third problem is arranging it so that it doesn't cut peoples feet off if they're careless. We can sort that one out in beta.

(All of the pictures of spiral escalators I've seen are basically conventional escalators which curve. My idea is rather different.)

Is there a meeting-up-before-the-gig-and-getting-drinks-somewhere happening tomorrow, and if so when and where FOR WE WISH TO BENEFIT YOU ALL PSYCHOLOGICALLY WITH OUR PRESENCE.

And Lupie's awesome hair.

"Heeellllooooo, what's with no heeelloooooo?"

"We're un-hello now."

...


SO! notintheseheels and sparksoflight! Lunch! 1 o'clock! Tomorrow! Bath house! With us! BE THERE OR BE UNSANITARY.

Other times/locations suggestable, of course. :)

I have explained my part III project to Lupie. Her summary of it was "So, you spent a huge amount of time, effort, and other people's money on making tiny metal easter eggs with tiny trees in them?"

Put like that, the whole thing does seem kind of silly.

There is a squamous, Polyphemus-like and loathsome mass in our teapot. It glimmers, iridescent, in the gloom of the pot, and when one's ear is pressed, trembling and amazed with fear, one can hear strange mad, piping sounds as if from the very heart, the very core of the Universe; and all at once, the body is shaken with a fearful quaking and fitting as the mind dares to ponder what horrors lie within.

So we made our sanity checks, having each peeped into the wondrous cavern, and failed. We estimated D10 loss for a fail. I rolled 7 and Thomas, poor bastard, rolled 10.

Thomas now has strange sexual urges towards grape-flavoured jelly sweets, and I keep getting the mad urge to play the viola.

My dad has got me organising his entire music collection.

Now, this wouldn't be so bad, except there's TONNES OF IT, and it's all LANGUAGE CDS.

I'm swimming in numbers and Italian and I want to go home.

mood: distressed

So, I've given in to the plaintive "comebackcomebackcomeback" mewing of my little (lolwhat) sister and am returning to Sheffield on Wednesday (in the afternoon somewhat) next week and am coming back to Cambridge on Easter Saturday.

Thus! Dearest Sheffield-based compatriots! Let us sally forth to the PUB! On.. a day. I think my parents have booked me into a Food Eating Ceremony (which is nice) on Thursday or Friday (I can't honestly remember) so if you're kicking about Wednesday evening?

Party last night was good, mostly. :) Went home when the vomit happened, though. Ewww. :(
I've realised that I've probably left my Brand New pot of Barry M dazzledust in lime green in the room next to the kitchen (for that was where my coat was) as it was in my coat pocket and it isn't there any longer. So if any of you residents find it, could I have it back, please? :)

What else.. oh yes! Buy my art, please! I need the money!

Ahh, LARP. I love it so. Didn't want to post this before yesterday in case I spoiled things for anyone...

My current favourite LARP character, Virgil, a priest of the insane goddess of dreams and nightmares Luca, has been retired. Not because I'm bored of him or because he's dead, but because he won.

This term, there has been much plot involving a certain sword, formerly wielded by Humact, god of honourable death, and now lost and fallen to earth. And everyone wanted it for themselves or for their own god. So, on saturday, the thing was finally tracked down to a small village. No fewer than four different character parties turned up to fight over it (Including two very dangerous priests and a scout from the Temple of Morvana, a loose alliance of followers of Humact and Unity, a frothing psychopath named Vladimir from the Temple of Bast, and Virgil), only to discover that the task was like looking for a needle in an enormous pile of needles. Everyone in the village had a sword and every one of them claimed that theirs was the sword of Humact. Attempting to find the correct one by miraculous means quickly revealed that not only every sword, but every living thing responded to Recognise Spirit as "Sword of Humact".

There was a huge amount of PvP and murderous backstabbing. Eventually, the true sword was tracked down and many people died in the pursuit, which ended on a bizarre outcrop of land just outside the forest, facing the setting sun. It looked incredible, like the edge of the world. With no-one willing to pick the sword up for fear it would drive them insane, they let Virgil talk to the spirit within it. Then he picked it up. Surrounded by people who would kill him if he tried anything and in no state to run for it, Virgil called on his goddess Luca to take him somewhere far, far away. Everyone realised a little too late that they really should have killed him earlier, but their weapons fell on empty air.

So, yes. The most powerful artefact in the known universe and the most insane character in the system have disappeared together.

Muhahahahaaa.

So, I hear we'll be turning up to the i_am_marky/notintheseheels/fiona_kitty PARTAY at about eight.

Squeee, squeee BOUNCE. I've dress Thomas as a big gay thing. I'm so excited I might wee~

We went out last night and it was lovely. We were wearing a pair of matching nurse uniforms and HAIR and it was awesome. Got some lovely photos, too! :D Might post those later on a f'locked majoogie.

( Minor TMI about Lupie's sex drive. )

I have a supervision at 11 that I'd totally forgotten about.

OH SHIT.

This is all getting too much. I'm tempted to not go out tonight and sit at home working until the scaed goes away. :(