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Now, I dislike guessing games. But this 'say three things about yourself anonymously and let the LJ owner guess who you are' thing looks quite fun. So as long as you all promise not to be offended when I guess in a hopelessly ineffectual manner, I'd like to give it a go.

Of course, I could have tried to say 'in my journal it's a 'say three things about yourself' meme', but I suspect it would get fewer responses. If you want to instead / as well as the above say three things about yourself non-anonymously, preferably three things you don't think I know, that would be good too.

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I just got The Best Error Message Ever from FireFox:
'profanity is not a registered protocol'. (Fully reproducable - put 'profanity:' in clipboard, press middle mouse button on non-link section of page.)

(Also, I am teh lazy, having got up in time to go to this random computer game design conference and then failed to do anything but spod. It's not as if I can do anything else anyhow, because it is too hot to exist in my room, so I need to go somewhere at some point. (I suspect the WGB is probably no better, though - it's notoriously deadly-hot.)

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In actual diaryness, yesterday the D&D group I play in had its last session. It was really quite predictable, but fun because the enemy was invisible and we didn't have any specific 'get out of enemy-invisiblity free' spells (or bags of flour), so we got to be inventive. Then we went to Teri Aki, which despite its reputation wasn't stunningly expensive (I had a starter, some sushi, and a big main course, all for £15; if I'd just had a main course it would only have been about £7, which is fairly standard for good food in Cambridge). It was, however, stunningly good. I like Japanese food.
( Food, in exhaustive detail. )

Unfortunately, despite the massive jug of water they brought out for us (it looks like these people *are* used to how much people can drink with such a meal) I only got about two little glasses of water (maybe 200ml total?) and hence was Really Dehydrated on the way back to Sam's room. There was much dithering as Naath bought stuff in Sainsburies which was packed out. By the time we made it back my eyes were attempting to crawl out, so I stared fixedly at Sam and asked where the water was. Apparently I looked/sounded quite scary at that point, but I really was desperate for water, and it wasn't where I thought it was. He directed me to the kitchen and I drank about half a litre before returning with a full bottle.

Then we watched The Usual Suspects, which was a much better film than I thought it would be. Unfortunately I was getting too tired to enjoy it by about halfway through (not helped by the Deadly Heat - we had to close windows because the party next door was firing a spud gun around and being quite loud about it).

They were going to watch more stuff afterwards, but I left at that point (and so did Naath), amidst much 'but surely you can't walk back to Chu on your *own*'. I maintained that it was only ten minutes down the road and I was in fact quite capable of walking back on my own, but just outside Neil caught up with me and said that Katherine had been worrying so he thought it was just easier for him to catch up and walk me back. This struck me as not very sensible at all (although I guess at least Neil can run faster than I can) - if I was being properly cautious, I would either send a party of three (if we think numbers matter, which isn't always the case) or send one person to wheel a bike (because being on a bike does help).

Then I spodded for about an hour, because I have no sense and because I felt I needed to reply to an email, which took a while. Then I woke up at 8 this morning and said 'no, not getting up', then again at 9, at which point it was Too Hot To Sleep so I gave up and started spodding instead, which at least distracts me from the heat death. (I'm not sure what is the better strategy - no clothes at all and closed curtains, which block out the breeze that I can see is around 'cos it moves them slightly, or light clothes and open curtains to let the breeze through.)