It surprises me how abysmally long it takes for me to discover the best solutions to some trivial problems of mine – and often they’ve always been right in front of me all this while. I’ve been learning lots this week, including finding out a most fantastic study spot: it’s right in town, has air-conditioning and huge tables, and doesn’t require any “bargaining chip” (drinks or food purchased in a café). And it gives you “peace of mind” too (I quote Melvyn). I’m quite sure I’ll make really good use of this place in this last week of holidays I’ve got.
I am still highly amused at the events which transpired last Saturday afternoon, Amanda! It’s ridiculous, farcical even, how our flight paths keep colliding. But hey, thank you for being at-the-right-place-at-the-right-time. I don’t mean this sarcastically, but I don’t think that event would turn out a comedy if you weren’t around. ‘Tis perhaps unmanly to say this, but I’d probably have crumbled if I witnessed the event alone, so yeah thank you again. (For more reasons than just being a convenient wall of sorts, in case you thought I meant that haha)
I will move on. (:
Dr Ken Clarke today spoke with a most delightful Irish accent! I like how he pronounces all the /o/ vowels /awo/, so “house” becomes “hawouse”. (: But more than that I think his sermon was really impactful, even though it wasn’t anything new. When he asked us to “picture a pair of bare feet” I was overwhelmed, the way I’m overwhelmed at beautiful bits of Lux Aurumque. I’ve been wanting to be impacted by a sermon for a very long while now, and I think perhaps this is the first time it’s happened to me. What does it signify, though, I don’t really have a clue.
Speaking of Irish accents I thought Lena Meyer Landrut was Irish when I heard her over the radio today! But apparently she’s German. Is this what a standard German accent sounds like?