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Our Lady of Seven Sorrows

Well, it's August. Scary thought. Back to school in a month. A year from now I may...probably will, honestly...be living somewhere completely different. Scarier thought. But having my head stuck in the future gets me nowhere but uncertainty-induced neurosis. And the present has largely ceased to suck, so I have even less reason to. Employment has done wonders for my mood. Scariest thought.

Still enjoying working at Advanis. I'm still trying to find the optimal level of online goofing off (we actually have usable computers and Internet connections, because of all the online stuff needed as part of the work) that still enables me to do a good job. IM is almost certainly out, but paying attention to LJ and listening to streaming radio in my headphones, when I'm not transcribing audio recordings, seems entirely workable. Technically against the rules, but the environment seems pretty relaxed - part of the reason I'm liking this so much. Ipsos was like working as a Roman galley slave compared to this. :)

Last week's movie party was great. Got to meet kwirq's friends, a raft of delightful new people (except for doctorcomputer, who is far from new. :D) , snack liberally, and enjoy such cinematic gems as Armageddon ("The earth explodes! And leaves behind fiery letters! Which also explode!"", Stealth ("Cheer up, emo fighter jet!"), and The Day After Tomorrow ("This is Mother Nature on crystal meth!"). It was living an episode of Mystery Science Theater 3000. :) I wish I'd somehow been able to record the evening, or at least have a more reliable transcript of the comedic tidal wave, but you'll just have to take my word for it.

My sister and I actually get along better as roommates than I had expected, so far. I think part of it is her having other places to go for attention, so she isn't latching on to me when I don't want her to and driving me insane, and a larger part of it is Mom not being around. I can't claim to understand exactly why. It might simply be that when Mom is in residence, she...overshadows us. It's certainly true that things were always calmer between us when Mom was gone before. In the time we've spent apart, we've been freer to be and discover ourselves, and find our real similarities and differences. I used to call us fire and ice, but I'm coming to think it might be more like fire and steam. And I remain unsure who is which. It amuses me greatly, as an aside, that Sarah (girl next door) worries half-jokingly about dropping in on us because of the rather good chance that one or both of us will be lounging about the apartment in some state of relative dishabille. Admittedly, Ral isn't nearly as bad about it as I am, and her friend Grace has us both topped.

That said, if anyone thinks I'm going to live with her in New York, she has got to stop wearing so much perfume when she goes out. The smell hangs in the air for hours afterward.

Wikipedia remains full of wonders. For some reason the other night, I was reading about the Titanic, and from there jumped to the movie Time Bandits, and from there to quintessential "British villain" actor David Warner, and from there to Jon Irenicus (the role I remember him best in, as the main villain from Baldur's Gate II), and then to a whole bunch of stuff from the Planescape setting and the city of Sigil, and finally ending up reading Dolores, the Swinburne poem that evidently inspired the creation of Sigil's enigmatic ruler, the Lady of Pain. Quite a mental trek.

I have to say, though, that I now have an idea why limyaael (who, as an aside, is an excellent source of advice for anyone aspiring to write epic fantasy) likes Swinburne so much. Dolores is an epic, flowery, decadent, spectacular poem, almost a prayer to some dread Goddess. The man can certainly write. Despite my well-known views on conforming to rhyme schemes at the expense of a poem's meaning or message, I have to admit that the metre and rhyme of his poem give it a power, read aloud, that rarely attaches to the sort of free verse that I write. I'm tempted to post a recording of myself reciting it, just to show you what I mean, but the poem is looooong, 440 lines worth of long. Still, if I can record it without screwing up, I'll certainly find a way for you all to hear it.

In the meantime, I've gone and dug up Baldur's Gate II and Planescape: Torment (can you believe I've never played it?). Mmmm, old-school CRPGs, where the RP actually deserves to be capitalised. :)

-D.

Comments

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rumor_esq
Aug. 6th, 2006 12:08 am (UTC)
Planescape is great; the setting is fascinating. Unfortunately, my copy borked about 2/3 through and I couldn't finish it, which did not make me happy.
doctorcomputer
Aug. 7th, 2006 03:22 am (UTC)
How interesting. I could have sworn it was you who introduced me to Planescape: Torment in the first place :p
chantillary
Aug. 8th, 2006 03:23 pm (UTC)
An aside...
Young man, you really need to pay more attention to the subtext of what you're saying.

I mean, when you say something like: "It amuses me greatly, as an aside, that Sarah (girl next door) worries half-jokingly about dropping in on us because of the rather good chance that one or both of us will be lounging about the apartment in some state of relative dishabille. Admittedly, Ral isn't nearly as bad about it as I am, and her friend Grace has us both topped.", the mind just boggles at the possibilities.

I refer you (since you like wikipedia so much, to http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/top and ask you to pay special attention to definitions 7 and 8 under the noun section.

Topping is also a veterinary term (possibly exclusively British) describing the act between two animals that create new animals. :)

Enjoy.
paleshadow
Aug. 8th, 2006 03:56 pm (UTC)
Re: An aside...
You do me a great injustice in presuming that I am not acutely aware of, and amused by, the potential subtext of my statements. Especially given my prior mention of Grace (I can't remember whether it was anonymous or not) and the context thereof.

You do me an even greater injustice in presuming that I don't know what a top is, in the context I know you jumped right to. Really, do you know me at all? :P

-D.
bob13
Aug. 9th, 2006 04:57 am (UTC)
Re: An aside...
He just delights in pointing it out, whilst others, such as myself, just sit back and let our mind wander in an amusing fashion as to the possible implications.

Speaking of which, have you installed that webcam yet for... uh... security reasons? This "Grace" person could be trouble... if you're lucky ;)
paleshadow
Aug. 9th, 2006 08:50 pm (UTC)
Re: An aside...
Whereas still others are content to lead their friends down garden paths for their own twisted amusement.

You two have such lurid imaginations that it would be a shame to ruin them with boring reality. No webcams for you.

-D.
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