| | Well today has been interesting, its still early, so who know, I might double post today. You know, I want to see Doogie Howser M.D. I used to love that show when I was little. I want to see it again to either fall in love with it again or realize I had crap taste as a child (its all about the Vinnie, if I recall, which leads me to believe I had crap taste as a child) So, I am sure you're dying to know what has happened today.... me too. Seriously though, nothing really has been going on today. I played NeoQuest II (yes the RPG), again because I missed the third avatar (serves me right for beating it too quickly the first time)....its frustrating. On the upside it means that I can communicate with other geeks about RPGing, without actually having to go out and buy anything. (Sterling and I had a very nice conversation about something similar, ah my years of watching the Final Fantasy saga pay off!) What is kind of sad is that I can just talk about fantasy series... and you can't even tell where I stop talking about games and start talking about books... I am a mage supporter, because well magic is awesome. Mages are the ultimate geek avatar, I mean, they are obsessive and generally frail, but strangely they kick ass. How? By talking and waving their hands about (and maybe throwing shit, depends on the spell). Sterling sides with the warriors (he would, he's a geek, but he intellectualizes all physical activities... so like the geekiest way to approach asskicking... well not fencing, he has his limits). My mother would be a cleric (but she just found out I am a geek, like a month ago, so I guess I can't bring this up) frail, a mediator, in touch with god (or a god, whatever). Hehe, this is fun. It was like this summer when I was playing pretend with the kids I worked for, and they would come up with these sucky senarios, and I kept thinking, wow, I could do this so much better. Why don't adults play pretend... we'd be awesome at it. Then I remembered, LARPing... and I shut my mental mouth.
Yeah, so, nothing going on... but that never seems to stop me from talking, or typing. Hey you know what I realized? I was talking to Sterling yesterday, about how my Grandfather told me that catfish whiskers are poisonous and that if you put your head up to the glass and are really quiet you can hear them meow. I sat there for the entire meal listening to the catfish... my grandfather loved to do shit like that. Anyway, I just got it, he was trying to shut me up! My entire family had a whole bunch of ploys to keep me quiet! Like when my dad would play classical music (Imagination music) and have me sit and think about what the music was about, or when he would say, listen to all the things around you. Or when Roxanne would say "Shut up Amber" (she has said that in all possible inflections). Or my mother would say "my cup is half full, I need to refill it." It was an ephiphany! It made me laugh, and feel kind of irked...
You know, its amazing with all I talk and the volumes I type (never had a problem meeting 100 words), you'd think I would write massive essays like nothing...
posted by Amber at 7:36 PM
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