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Feb. 10th, 2006 11:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolSo, I went to pick up Rebecca and managed to find Andrew Melville by dint of getting lost and running around a bit. It is a hideous building and meant to look like a ship. It looks like the Titanic dos at the moment but with more concrete and glass. Seriously, dude, I thought where I lived was the Student Accommodation That Taste Forgot.
Anyway. We zoomed back to Albany and did some slightly mental cooking involving too much rice (my fault) and canned chicken. Americans, do you eat that stuff a lot? It's not awful, but it resembles tuna in consistency and we only eat it out of emergency.
Oh well, we don't get anymore now. We ate it all, I think.
So, yes. We all sat around and politely ate food for a while. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I asked a question that I've wanted to ask Derya for a long time.
"Derya, are you the last of the Habsburg dynasty?"
She blinked. "I don't think I am. I have a sister."
"Okay, is she the last of the Habsburg dynasty?"
"No, I mean there's more, because loads of people are related to them..."
I stared.
"So you're actually royalty?"
"No! Probably!"
I sniggered. This evolved into us deciding to put up passpart control at the doors and a sign saying "Welcome to the Holy Empire of Deryatonia." Selda is officially a political prisoner and Garry can only visit with a UN sanction. There is also a religion - the Church of Derya - for which the symbol is a traffic cone. I will put up photos, because they are truly awesome. As such, we are going on a Crusade against the Christian Union of Albany Park, because, well, it would be fun. The Crusade was preached by Pope Kimberley I who also acts as God in her spare time ("Do a miracle!" "How about the washing up?" "Okay.") and smites people out of the window, and the taffic cone was taken up by Prime Minister Duchess Colleen. Dan is Jesus in the religion because of the hair. Sarah is the Corgi and Katie is the Minister for Silly Walks. Simon is being roped in for a national anthem, although he doesn't know it yet.
It will be a beautiful and noble empire. Especially when we wage war against Georgestan (next door.)
I have to post the photos when Katie does, because they are things of beauty. It's the paper crown for Derya and the Pope Hat for Kimberley that's the best, I think.
This was all before we drank alcohol at RockSoc. Well, I drank a lot of alcohol anyway. Christ, it's a miracle that I'm not still slightly drunk. I danced a lot with entirely random people. RockSoc is weird. Seriously, these people just come out of the woodwork. There is not this much in the way of black clothing in all of St Andrews! The PVC! The catsuits! These people aren't students, they just come to RockSoc!
I have to go to tutorial meeting in about half an hour and then I have nothing to do until Monday. Mmm. Bliss...
[eta: Oh, shit. You KNOW you had too much to drink when you forget that your housemate BIT YOU ON THE SHOULDER last night IN THE UNION AND IN PUBLIC and you FORGET until you absent-mindedly look at the mirror after you have BEEN OUT AND FACED PEOPLE. Seriously, I have a lovebite from Katie on my shoulder. "You look bare," she said very seriously, swaying slightly. "You need to look like the rest of us." Cue her leaping on me and biting me.
This, you see, is normal behaviour when we are drunk in my house.
Dear God.]
[eta 2: It's worth pointing out that I bit her back. I just went down to ask her why we thought it was a good idea.
"Katie. Bitemark. Shoulder."
"Well, I have one too!"
We compared. "Katie, mine is BIGGER. Also I do not have many others from Dan."
"At least I was gentle!"
High Empress Derya and her Corgi were rolling around with laughter at this point.]
~Hathy_Col~
Anyway. We zoomed back to Albany and did some slightly mental cooking involving too much rice (my fault) and canned chicken. Americans, do you eat that stuff a lot? It's not awful, but it resembles tuna in consistency and we only eat it out of emergency.
Oh well, we don't get anymore now. We ate it all, I think.
So, yes. We all sat around and politely ate food for a while. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I asked a question that I've wanted to ask Derya for a long time.
"Derya, are you the last of the Habsburg dynasty?"
She blinked. "I don't think I am. I have a sister."
"Okay, is she the last of the Habsburg dynasty?"
"No, I mean there's more, because loads of people are related to them..."
I stared.
"So you're actually royalty?"
"No! Probably!"
I sniggered. This evolved into us deciding to put up passpart control at the doors and a sign saying "Welcome to the Holy Empire of Deryatonia." Selda is officially a political prisoner and Garry can only visit with a UN sanction. There is also a religion - the Church of Derya - for which the symbol is a traffic cone. I will put up photos, because they are truly awesome. As such, we are going on a Crusade against the Christian Union of Albany Park, because, well, it would be fun. The Crusade was preached by Pope Kimberley I who also acts as God in her spare time ("Do a miracle!" "How about the washing up?" "Okay.") and smites people out of the window, and the taffic cone was taken up by Prime Minister Duchess Colleen. Dan is Jesus in the religion because of the hair. Sarah is the Corgi and Katie is the Minister for Silly Walks. Simon is being roped in for a national anthem, although he doesn't know it yet.
It will be a beautiful and noble empire. Especially when we wage war against Georgestan (next door.)
I have to post the photos when Katie does, because they are things of beauty. It's the paper crown for Derya and the Pope Hat for Kimberley that's the best, I think.
This was all before we drank alcohol at RockSoc. Well, I drank a lot of alcohol anyway. Christ, it's a miracle that I'm not still slightly drunk. I danced a lot with entirely random people. RockSoc is weird. Seriously, these people just come out of the woodwork. There is not this much in the way of black clothing in all of St Andrews! The PVC! The catsuits! These people aren't students, they just come to RockSoc!
I have to go to tutorial meeting in about half an hour and then I have nothing to do until Monday. Mmm. Bliss...
[eta: Oh, shit. You KNOW you had too much to drink when you forget that your housemate BIT YOU ON THE SHOULDER last night IN THE UNION AND IN PUBLIC and you FORGET until you absent-mindedly look at the mirror after you have BEEN OUT AND FACED PEOPLE. Seriously, I have a lovebite from Katie on my shoulder. "You look bare," she said very seriously, swaying slightly. "You need to look like the rest of us." Cue her leaping on me and biting me.
This, you see, is normal behaviour when we are drunk in my house.
Dear God.]
[eta 2: It's worth pointing out that I bit her back. I just went down to ask her why we thought it was a good idea.
"Katie. Bitemark. Shoulder."
"Well, I have one too!"
We compared. "Katie, mine is BIGGER. Also I do not have many others from Dan."
"At least I was gentle!"
High Empress Derya and her Corgi were rolling around with laughter at this point.]
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2006-02-10 03:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-10 03:54 pm (UTC)The Crusade was her idea. And this way, well, she knows what she's getting.
Need to e-mail her and ask if she still wants to live with us now...
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Date: 2006-02-11 12:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-11 12:51 pm (UTC)