A minor update

Some events of note:

- I bought evil chocolate coffee beans ($6.66/half lb.!)
- My computer battery might explode into a fiery ball of shrapnel
- Declining 'se' (the/that) in Old English makes me sound retarded
- The Tale of Culwch and Olwen is one of the most random King Arthur-related things I've ever read, and that includes everything by Malory. A summary:

Culwch's Mom: Don't ever remarry and forget our son ::dies::
Culwch's Dad: ::remarries, forgets son::
Culwch's Step-Mom: Oh, I didn't know you had a son! Uh, you can only marry Olwen, the daughter of the giant Ysbaddaddaddadden! (NB spelling approximate)
Culwch: Huzzah! I'll go ask Arthur for a hair cut.
Arthur: So, what would you like? I'll give you anything but my sword, my horse, my ship, my knife, and my shield. Oh, and my wife, I guess.
Culwch: If you could give this to me, then you are awesome. If you don't, then I'll tell everyone you suck. I swear this by --

Insert 8 pages of ridiculous Welsh names here

-- and Larry and Bob and the guy who bagged my groceries.
Arthur: OK, OK. Just... stop talking.
::Arthur, Culwch and some knights go to the lair of the giant Ysbabdbabdbadbabden. Some of them get to do stuff. Some don't. Kei rescues some guy from a box. Ysbadabdadbadbadbadabdbadbaden makes his guests feel welcome by hurling poisoned spears at them. They return the favor and give him joint pain and headaches and upset stomachs, which he complains about because apparently he has no sense of proportion, as they totally stab him in several vital organs and he doesn't even die. What a whiner::

Ysbabdbedbebdebdebdeben: Ok, you can marry my daughter if--

insert 10 pages of random stuff Culwch has to do

Culwch: Okeydokey. Arthur, get to it!

insert 20 pages of Arthur and his knights doing the things just mentioned, plus some random ones that weren't. Culwch apparently just chills, the lazy bastard

Culwch: Ok, here's all the stuff you asked for. Can I marry Olwen now?
Ysbskjhksdbkjebfkdbden: Yup. Time for me to die! ::dies::
THE END