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Feb. 11th, 2007 06:28 pmWalked into the kitchen expecting to find M's minions and instead found Miko with five people, who may have been three or four different nationalities between them. They're making sushi.
One of them's called *Salvador*. And another *Iko*.
You know, sometimes I love being in this flat. It's like the most interesting people on campus gravitate towards Miko.
Unfortunately this means spag bol will have to be postponed until after Top Gear since, as big as our kitchen is, more than three people cooking at once makes it feel crowded. Six, well that's asking for boiling water to get split and accidents with knives. I have cookies though. And tea. All is good.
*Salvador*. He said people call him Salva as a nickname. It's doesn't get cooler than that.
I should probably be using this next hour to do work, given that I've mainly spent this weekend hennaing my hair a couple of times (red with faint stripes of black. Coolest. Thing. Ever.) Only, I'm playing on Photoshop right now.
I have a *week off* after this week. I have no excuse for this. Bah.
edit: Was talking to A yesterday about the so-called evils of Harry Potter and she mentioned her Religious Studies teacher in school told them all Harry Potter was evil. To which I said he'd probably -- certainly -- have been fired if he'd done that in this country and she looked a bit blank and said they aren't that strict in Cyprus.
Then I pointed out that the same people who denounce Harry Potter are often the same people who believe and read the Bible right? And the Bible is full of miracles, people rising from the dead, food magically multiplying, ground rising beneath Jesus' feet, amazing cures and so on. And she said right. So, what's the difference between miracles and magic? In a way, the argument could be made that the Bible is just a 2,000 year old version of Harry Potter (or Harry Potter a 2,000 years more recent version of the Bible, yes, I know. Shush, you're distracting me from my rant).
And she looked a bit blank and said um. At which point we left the conversation, because even though she's far off being religious, she's still more of an advocate of it than me and we generally step aside from the point where it might become an argument.
But really. I got pissed enough at being forced to say the Lord's Prayer every day at school without so much as being asked what we thought about it. Teaching kids that Harry Potter is evil? In *school*? There are so many ways I find that unforgivable.
... And a random Japanese girl just walked into my room. Huh. You ever feel that you're living in a weird sitcom?
One of them's called *Salvador*. And another *Iko*.
You know, sometimes I love being in this flat. It's like the most interesting people on campus gravitate towards Miko.
Unfortunately this means spag bol will have to be postponed until after Top Gear since, as big as our kitchen is, more than three people cooking at once makes it feel crowded. Six, well that's asking for boiling water to get split and accidents with knives. I have cookies though. And tea. All is good.
*Salvador*. He said people call him Salva as a nickname. It's doesn't get cooler than that.
I should probably be using this next hour to do work, given that I've mainly spent this weekend hennaing my hair a couple of times (red with faint stripes of black. Coolest. Thing. Ever.) Only, I'm playing on Photoshop right now.
I have a *week off* after this week. I have no excuse for this. Bah.
edit: Was talking to A yesterday about the so-called evils of Harry Potter and she mentioned her Religious Studies teacher in school told them all Harry Potter was evil. To which I said he'd probably -- certainly -- have been fired if he'd done that in this country and she looked a bit blank and said they aren't that strict in Cyprus.
Then I pointed out that the same people who denounce Harry Potter are often the same people who believe and read the Bible right? And the Bible is full of miracles, people rising from the dead, food magically multiplying, ground rising beneath Jesus' feet, amazing cures and so on. And she said right. So, what's the difference between miracles and magic? In a way, the argument could be made that the Bible is just a 2,000 year old version of Harry Potter (or Harry Potter a 2,000 years more recent version of the Bible, yes, I know. Shush, you're distracting me from my rant).
And she looked a bit blank and said um. At which point we left the conversation, because even though she's far off being religious, she's still more of an advocate of it than me and we generally step aside from the point where it might become an argument.
But really. I got pissed enough at being forced to say the Lord's Prayer every day at school without so much as being asked what we thought about it. Teaching kids that Harry Potter is evil? In *school*? There are so many ways I find that unforgivable.
... And a random Japanese girl just walked into my room. Huh. You ever feel that you're living in a weird sitcom?