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There was a little blurby thing on Psychology Today today with a few quotes about father-daughter relationships. They made me smile, so I'm posting them here just so I have them somewhere. "Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition; but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express." --Joseph Addison "To a father growing old nothing is dearer than a daughter." --Euripides "He opened the jar of pickles when no one else could. He was the only one in the house who wasn't afraid to into the basement by himself. He cut himself shaving, but no one kissed it or got excited about it. It was understood when it rained, he got the car and brought it around to the door. When anyone was sick, he went out to get the prescription filled. He took lots of pictures ... but he was never in them." -- Erma Bombeck "I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father's protection. " -- Sigmund Freud "The father of a daughter is nothing but a high-class hostage. A father turns a stony face to his sons, berates them, shakes his antlers, paws the ground, snorts, runs them off into the underbrush, but when his daughter puts her arm over his shoulder and says, "Daddy, I need to ask you something," he is a pat of butter in a hot frying pan." -- Garrison Keillor In other news: Metallica was awesome, Stomp was very cool, I'm excited for Wonderland, and I'm getting a new computer. October has been fantastic (and expensive) month! Tags: quickie, quotes
Current Location: work
Shadow:  cheerful
Noise: nada
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Originally posted by Jamie, voila my response to the role-playing character quiz! The Role-Playing Character Quiz -Introductory Questions- How long heave you been roleplaying? About 3 years What medium do you use? (ex: Dungeons and Dragons, MUDs, Live Action, hand puppets, etc.) D&D4E, World of Darkness, LARP (one time) Who are your favorite characters? Zili, Ailith Do you cross-play? (Play characters that are not of the gender you identify with) no Who was your first character? Ironheart Who is your latest character? Zili & Phia Most Popular Character? Dunno. All my characters are so very awesome… Which character is most like you? Phia (other than the complete lack of moral fibre, of course…) Who would you like to be more like? Zili, indomitably happy Who’s the character you love but haven never played? Hmm, I've played all my characters. Ironheart, maybe? She didn't live very long. -Which character would be most likely to- Murder someone? Uhm… Phia, Zili, Ironheart, Ailith (if they were worthy of a fight), Wrath Have a mental breakdown? Alice Roleplay? Phia Do something stupidly dangerous for fun? Zili Lay down his or her life for a stranger? Ailith Refuse to ask for directions? Zili Play in a band? Utau Perform Shakespeare? Phia Star in a horror movie? Ironheart or Zili Star in an action movie? Alice, as the poor victim Star in a sitcom? Phia Star in a Porn? Zili Star in a Videogame? Zili Get married? Alice would have wished to, pre-asylum Fall in love? Alice Make the world a better place? Ailith Regret his or her life? none! -Word Association- Relate each word to one of your characters. Love: Alice Hate: Wrath Money: Zili Masks: Alice Flowers: Zili Lies: Phia Music: Utau Home: Phia Tragedy: Alice Sex: Zili Violence: Ailith Black: Wrath White: Alice Fire: Ironheart Ice: Utau Hope: Alice -The Best and the Most- Who of your characters is the most realistic? Phia Who is the most fun to play? They're all fun! Who do you respect most? Alice, she's a genuinely good person If you had a popularity contest within your group of characters who would win? Alice, via pity vote With who’s views do you agree with most? Depends on the issue… Who kisses the best? Phia Who would react best to realizing he or she is going to die? Zili, since she believes she would come back; or else Utau, since she would come back, although it would certainly be a hassle Who would react the worst? Wrath Who would do best in school? Alice Write out a high school transcript for your characters. (Grades in English, Math, Science, History, Foreign Languages, Gym, and teacher’s notes) Utau: English 80%, Math 60%, Science 60%, History 100%, Foreign Languages 100%, Gym 40%, Notes: enthusiastic but does not play well with others Who would be most interesting drunk? Describe them. Zili, as long as you managed to stay the hell out of her way once she started playing tricks on everyone around her Which one of your characters would make the best roommate? Alice Dance partner? Alice Husband/Wife? Alice Super villain? Utau Teacher? Alice Business partner? Utau Friend? Alice -Random Inquiries- Who would resent knowing they’re a character? Utau Who wouldn’t mind? I think they'd all be pretty pissed off, actually Which of your characters do you like as a person? Alice Who would you most like to actually meet? Zili Who would you not like to actually meet? Wrath Your alien and bestial characters, what would they look like if they were human? Zili would be short and skinny, Mohawk, several piercings, one blue eye one green eye, very angular Who would be happy in a boring, safe little job in a cubicle? Alice Who dreams of flying? Zili Pick a character and outline his or her soulmate. Who would like you? As a person, not a creator. Alice Who is happy? Zili Who probably drove his or her parents crazy as a kid? Zili! What animal most suits the personality of each of your characters? Utau: a housecat, Wrath: tiger, Alice: kitten, Ironheart: wolf (doi), Zili: a sea urchin, Phia: also a cat, I think What color most suits them? Utau: gold, Wrath: red & black, Alice: baby blue, Ironheart: dark brown, Zili: neon purple, Phia: maroon Tags: quiz, roleplaying
Current Location: home
Shadow:  nerdy
Noise: Castle reruns
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Well, it's the beginning of the school year. Which, although I'm not going to school (outside of one class which I will discuss momentarily), is usually a time when I return to my "self-improvement" cycle. I've actually made a few steps towards an improved Bootler, and I am now going to record them. First! I am joining a choir, starting next week. It's "Introduction to Choral Singing" through the Royal Conservatory of Music, running until December. I'm a little nervous, but I hope it goes well. It's been a long time since I sang in anything resembling an organized group, and I'm quite looking forward to it. That does mean that I won't be taking a writing course this semester, but a few students from a previous course are carrying on with a more casual meeting, so hopefully that will hold me over. Also on the writing front, I've begun a separate writing blog over at blogspot: Among Other Things. Come visit! Tell your friends, tell your neighbours! There's not too much up there just yet, as I'm only updating twice a week (Thursdays and Sundays, except this last Sunday because I wasn't home and it was a holiday). Everything there so far is older work, but I hope to start posting new stuff soon. We'll see how it goes. In the more physical realm, I am back to swimming (completed 54 lengths in 22 minutes last night). But not only am I swimming, I am also lifting weights! A little bit. I've borrowed a weight-lifting for dummies book thing from my dad, along with a couple dumbbells and teensy weights. Because I'm not looking to really bulk up I'm just doing a circuit routine, but having just completed my first session this evening I think that will be more than enough for me. In general terms I've decided that rather than resolve to lose weight, I will now resolve to exercise more, since that's easier to control. So far I am succeeding, and that makes me happy. Finally, in the creative realm, I'm trying a completely new sort of role-playing character in a new game that just started up with Pat, Kendra and Carly. I don't know that that really counts as "self-improvement", but it's a lot of fun and that's important too. We just finished our first session last Saturday, and I am really looking forward to the next one. This is actually the first time I've been in a role-playing game without Sab, so that's a little bit odd. Today we had an official role reversal in which I told her about a game that she's not in. Craziness. And that's pretty much it. I'm still doing the online dating thing, no real success just yet. But I haven't given up, so I guess that's something. Really I have no expectations of anything coming out of it, so I'll just stick with meeting new people to chat with for now. And that is all! Tags: life
Current Location: home
Shadow:  accomplished
Noise: none
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Check it out, I'm posting! Altho I'm cheating, and doing a meme post. This is from the "5 words" meme, and the words were given to me by ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) pyat quite a while ago. Still, better eventually than never... WolfWell, let's see. Looking around the room I am currently seated in I can count... 6 wolf items. Seven if you count a picture of me with my mask on (and several more if you're counting books). Basically wolves are my most favourite animal. During the brief period when I was looking into the whole therian scene, I would have said wolves are my spirit animal. At the moment, however, I will just say that I admire them. I like the pack mentality, and all the good stereotypes and such. One of the best birthday gifts I ever received was a trip with my mom to the Haliburton Wolf Centre, where we participated in a wolf howl (I got to howl! and the wolves howled back! So cool!), and then watch the wolves the next day for several hours. So, yes. I am a fan. AnthroconThis is a bit more timely now, I suppose, since AC just recently passed. I had the chance to attend about... hmm... 4 years ago? I'm not entirely sure. But I quite enjoyed it when I went, and met several very cool people (including most of my lj friends list, now that I think about it). I am semi-considering going again next year, but I don't really know. For now it resides in happy memory land, and that's not too shabby. GamingThis is a hard one! Let's take it in parts. First, video gaming. I came into the dark and dangerous world of video games relatively late in life, largely due to Jamie at Trent. I was strictly a PC gamer for quite a while, where I enjoyed RPGs like NWN and KOTOR, various Sims games, and the very occasional shooter (pretty much just Max Payne). Last year I ended up getting myself a PS2 so I could play Guitar Hero, which was soon followed by an XBox for more Guitar Hero and Rock Band, as well as Mass Effect. I consider myself a casual gamer at best, with a heavy emphasis on music/rhythm games. And then there is table-top gaming, which I also came into late in life! Mostly due to the influence of Fweeh and her roomates (both former and current), I have had the pleasure to play in a couple campaigns so far. My characters seem to tend towards the "haughty bitch" realm, and to be honest I don't really know why that is. I will be starting up in two new campaigns this week, though, with two new characters. And I am hoping that at least one of them will have a somewhat friendly personality... occasionally... On the whole I like stories, and I like participating in them, so table-top gaming is a pretty awesome way to spend some time. WritingHmm, not sure what to say here either. Writing, by which I mean fictional writing, is something that has pretty much always been a part of my life. I continue to nurture a tiny hope of becoming an "official" novelist, but we'll see what happens there. I like making up characters, and I love world-building so I pretty much dwell in the sci-fi/fantasy genres. There were a few months when this journal turned into basically a writing journal, but since then things have slowed down a bit for me. I've started taking writing classes again, though, and will be joining a more informal writing group with some of my fellow students, so I am hopeful that that will light a fire under my butt and I can get a little more proactive about actually putting pen to paper. Alternatively I'll just carry on with writing ridiculously detailed game updates. DreamsWhat's with all the difficult words?! Lesse, dreams. I used to remember my dreams all the time, which I quite enjoyed because I always found them really interesting. A lot of them (or at least the ones I remembered, anyway) seemed to have decent narratives to them, and a few were turned into short story type things. I also took a Dream Psychology course at Trent, which was one of my absolute favourite courses. Dreams are very cool things, and I'm sad that I tend not to remember them anymore. In terms of life dreams (i.e. goals), that's sort of in the air at the moment. I would like to become a professional writer. I would like to have a job that I don't dread going to. I would like to afford a condo and not have to rent anymore. *shrug* To be honest, though, I am generally pretty happy with my life. And that's certainly nothing to scoff at. The End! Tags: life, meme
Current Location: Home
Shadow: accomplished
Noise: "Up" Soundtrack
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Ah, the Santa Clause Parade. Everyone loves a parade, right? Even when it's all but freezing, everyone enjoys the spectacle. The gaudy floats, the shriners in their little cars, the marching bands . . . The marching bands. "Ow! Don't pull my hair so tight!" "Anyone seen my gloves? I'm not going out there without my gloves!" "Who has my hat? C'mon guys, this isn't funny..." "What do you mean you can't remember Jingle Bells? It's the easiest song we play!" Crowded in a small church basement almost a hundred people need to get changed into uniform, unpack their instruments, go through their warm-ups and attempt to tune. Not that tuning will matter all that much once we get outside. Every year I've played in the Santa Clause Parade, my instrument froze about halfway through and refused to play more than a few specific notes. Brass doesn't like the cold anymore than the rest of us. But, despite how chaotic things look now, soon we will be a single unit. Dressed the same, marching in time, harmonizing perfectly. We will all find our gloves, our hats, our second pairs of socks. We will form into our block and march down the street as one. And if I can't play anymore by the end of the parade, well, that's okay. To be honest, I sort of flubbed on memorizing Jingle Bells anyway. Merry Christmas! Tags: brigits_flame, writing
Current Location: home
Shadow:  cold
Noise: Finish the Fight - Halo 3 Soundtrack
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" O holy night, the stars are brightly shining, it is the night of our dear saviour's birth." Lynn paused at the sound of the carolers and let the rush of shoppers move past her. Three weeks out from Christmas and the malls were packed. Every year, Lynn swore to herself that she'd finish gift shopping well in advance. And, every year, she found herself in the mall, fighting with hundreds of manic shoppers for the season's "must have" gift. An easy way to lose any hope of "Christmas spirit". " He appeared, and the soul felt its worth" But the carolers always changed that. A dozen beautiful voices, working together at a single purpose. Music. The fact that Lynn had very little belief left in the "true meaning of Christmas" didn't matter at all. She loved carolers. " Fall on your knees!" Lynn inhaled deeply as the carolers voices swelled, growing to the climax of the song. " O night, divine! O night, o night divine." She let her breath out slowly, then stumbled when a middle-aged man brushed past her. "Get out of the way, lady!" Lynn grimaced and took a step closer to the carolers, out of the way. But they, too, were scattering now. On a break, she supposed. She dropped her change into the collection kettle and moved back into the stream of shoppers, ready once again to face the world of Christmas. Tags: brigits_flame, writing
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"Uungh," My head hangs over the toilet as I fumble to reach the plunger. I manage to knock over the decorative tissue box sitting on the back of the toilet in the process, and cringe as it clatters onto the cold white tiles of my bathroom floor. "Shuddup," I mutter to the world in general, and try again for the flusher. A hand closes over mine and guides me, helping me force the plunger down, and the rush of water fills my ears. "Drink this;" the sound of glass thudding against porcelain as a glass of water is proffered next to my head. "Leave me alone." "You'll feel better. Drink this. And I brought toast." "Blarg," I make a face, but put my hand out to accept the water. With help guiding the glass up to my mouth I manage to swallow a few mouthfuls. I push the glass away. "I thought you had to go to work early?" A low chuckle. "And miss out on the morning after? Don't talk crazy. Here. Eat something." I can feel toast in front of my lips, and I force myself to open my mouth for a bite. It takes a long time to chew, but eventually I swallow it down. A long moment to see if I'll throw up again. I exhale heavily and open my eyes to glare at the man in front of me. "You were supposed to stop me after the first bottle." Bright blue eyes dancing, short blond hair still ruffled from sleep, he grins at me. "I tried. You wanted to celebrate." "You were supposed to remind me why I stop at one bottle." He shrugs. "You didn't want to be convinced." "You're a horrible boyfriend. I hate you." With a laugh he presses a kiss onto my brow. "I know. Here. Drink some more water." Tags: brigits_flame, writing
Current Location: home
Shadow:  calm
Noise: Cells - The Servant
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bored
awake
That way