Cool charm lets you keep you cool.
In this ad, it lets a dental nurse use her cleavage to get a patient to open his mouth wider. The dentist is saying "you'll have to open wider..." Sexy nurse comes in and leans over in front of the young male patient, displaying her mostly unzipped skin tight mini-dress and then his jaw drops and the Dentist is happy.
Thanks cool charm for another sexist stereotype! At the end of the ad, she gives the patient a napkin and says "you're drooling."
Man, I wish I could use cool charm and trade on my looks that way. Oh wait, I *do* use cool charm. I suppose I have the power to use my looks in just the same way. Lucky me.
The reasons this ad bugs me as much as it does:
It shows traditional work stereotypes; the man is the dentist, the woman is the "lesser" and subservient dental nurse.
It pretends to give women power; use cool charm and get what you want. But the way you get the power is by trading on your looks and objectifying yourself. Making yourself an object to be oogled by men.
It's freaking tacky!
Memory works in mysterious ways. During trivial pursuits the other day I was asked the question "Who was 'Dorothy' who lived with Wordsworth?" I cast my mind back to Romantic Literature with Evie and all I could remeber about Wordsworth's house was that he used to pace up and down outside it composing poetry at the top of his lungs. This annoyed the neighbours. Evie and I think that Wordsworth looks like Simeon so this was a very funny image.
As for Dorothy I knew he didn't marry, so I guessed Mother. She was his sister.
I had a sleeping pill last night and lo! I slept through the whole night without waking up! My sleeping pill packet has a sleeping teddy bear insignia on it. It's very cute. I think it may be the same kind that Phreq had a while back, the bear seems familiar.
I don't think I dreamed but I was conjuring up weird images in my head before I went to sleep. Stuff I wouldn't normally think of such as someone having their fingers cut off, or women in hoop skirts twirling down a rollercoaster track. How much is caused by the drug and how much by my anticipation that the drug will do weird things to me?
Why does Wordsworth looking like Simeon skate on frozen ponds with a red scarf on in my head? How much did I learn in that class and how much did Evie and I make up?
Today I get some test results back. The doctor was very vague, but said it was unlikely that I have a glandular fever relapse, which I guess is pretty good really. I had to have a blood test. The anticipation is the worst thing. I hate needles, even though I know it's not really that bad. But the dread is awful, the knowledge that they're going to stick a needle in me. It doesn't even hurt that much!
Dumb needles.
She gave me sleeping pills. I am happy about the sleeping pills. I took only half last night and didn't notice much of a difference. I shall take an entire pill tonight and it will be grand.
Am nearly at the end of the series of Chobits. It is quite exciting and I want to know what happens, but I can't watch it without Lee as he wants to know as well. I need to watch the rest of FLCL too. Lee doesn't care about that so much so I can watch it without him. FLCL is cool. Anime anime anime.
Sad because Cosplaylab is down and it means I can't see who has done cool outfits from Fruits Basket. *sigh*
With sickness comes interesting dreams. This morning I dreamed that I had been on the ferry, and when you get off the ferry in Wellington you are issues with either an inner tube or a small dinghy. Then you get into your floatation device and skim off on the long and elaborate water-way that is constructed all around the gorge leading up to J'Ville from Old Hutt Road etc.
It's a bit like a log flume ride, with twists and turns, waterfalls and rapids. It's great fun and you end up back in the harbour. Your luggage is mysteriously sent to your house and the ferry company is generous, you can do the log flume ride again as many times as you like.
Because of still sick, didn't go to Giffy's party. Stayed home instead and watched the last 10 or so episodes of Azumanga Daioh. Very funny and lovely. Used wheatbag on my chest on Saturday night and feel quite a bit better.
Fleshing out the Nobilis game: This is slightly expanded from the stuff I put on the game's wiki, for all my readers who like roleplaying and/or reading about roleplaying.
About six months ago, Cole's mother Nikky moved to New York with her boyfriend. She promised to call Cole after a week of settling in and pay for a bus ticket so that Cole could come and join them. Cole is still waiting for that call.
She managed to live on her savings for a few months, and had a garage sale or two of things from the dingy apartment she still lives in, but eventually the money ran out.
Cole's best friend Candy told her about an easy way to make big money. Just go to the Mermaid bar all dressed up and wait for a guy to suggest something. Cole really didn't want to but didn't have very much choice. With no family that she knows of and no other way to earn rent money, Cole sold herself about four times before her and Candy got in the SUV with the wrong guys.
The wrong guys being the guys who kidnap girls and sacrifice them to Bloody Mary. Nasty. They were inches away from doing that very thing when a different mystic beasty showed up instead and saved Cole. She also killed the dudes who were being nasty...Ragtag soothed Cole and offered to take care of her, make her Ragtag's child.
Desperate for love, acceptance and shelter Cole agreed to Ragtag's offer quite readily. Cole became the demi-goddess Power of Loss.
It is only after you have lost everything that you can truly be *anything*
Scary stuff. Very emotional to play someone like that. Cole is based on Lilya from Lilya 4eva by the way. Just taking a different fork in the road, hopefully won't have such an awful ending as the movie.
I'm suspicious about a lot of ads, I can see why they use the images they do and I don't like a lot of the underlying messages I see in ads. But every so often I see an ad that is really truly worrying...I just saw one for some kind of flea treatment for dogs and cats. The vet is a beautifully made up young woman and the premise of the ad is all the crazy questions she gets asked and can't answer until she says "Oh, that one I can answer, use this flea treatment."
Except that one of the questions is "Is he old enough to be nuetered?" while she's wrestling with a cat. I would really hope that vets do in fact know if a cat is old enough for that. I mean, it's got to be one of the most common pieces of surgery cats receive right? You'd think she would have learnt it at some point.
I also saw one where a woman throws herself out of bed overnight in order to get away from her boyfriend because he didn't use the toothpaste that keeps your breath fresh all night. Are people fooled by this? Does anyone care that much about morning breath?
This is one of the reasons I don't watch TV now. Ads make me rant. Dr Phil is worth it though.
I watched The Others which is pretty good, well made, solid and very atmospheric. I guessed the twist pretty early on, but apart from that I thought it was very good. Great performance from Nicole and the ending was well done.
Seraph's Nobilis game was freaky as. I'll leave it at that for now. I want to give some of the images some time to fade away.
Home from work todays as I felt no better when I woke up than when I went to sleep. I am somewhat accustomed to healing overnight, so figured I'd better have some time out and take care of myself.
So far it's going swimmingly.
I am reading Mad Maudlin which is a Mercedes Lackey book in the Bedlam's Bard series. It's based around the mythos the streetkids in Miami made up. Except it's set in post 9/11 New York. Ah well. I'm reading it because I like Mercedes Lackey (although I find her a bit longwinded lately,) and because tonight Seraph is going to start a new game of Nobilis based around this very same premise. It's already giving me good ideas and I'm only about 100 pages through it.
100 pages. I am so used to reading kid's books, that would normally be half or a third of the way through.... Finished one this morning called Drop Dead Mad Dog Fred by Jonathan Harlen which is an exceedingly silly story. It's essentially a Western but set in Australia, so the main character rides a kangaroo and lives on a wombat farm. Recommended for anyone who likes silly things or needs to get a 9 year old boy to read.
Tried to watch Hound of the Baskervilles last night, but found it very boring. Brought home Soylent Green but the picture on the front cover is too scary and now I don't think I can handle watching it. We ended up watching Mallrats again instead.
Bring on Dr Phil time!
Yesterday's disclaimer about typos still stands by the way. I've already corrected three, so there's probably more I can't see.
I'm feeling pretty grotty today, still sick with a cold and today, perhaps due to daylight savings my brain did not wake up. I am so sleepy and I can't think very clearly and even typing is hard. (That means, please excuse any typos.)
I bought plane tickets to Auckland yesterday and that's my money for another two weeks 'til payday. I realised yesterday that I just don't make enough money. Lee agreed, but the problem is I can't think of a better job for me.
I am going to Auckland Armageddon! Cosplaying awaits, yay yay.
I finished the last published Alice book yesterday. Now I feel all hollow and strange. I feel like I've lost a friend, I can't go over to her house any more or something. The next one is published in May. I am hanging out for it. I may have to go and join an online fan community.
Watched the first half of the 26 episode series Fruits Basket yesterday with Margie. It rocks. It's cute and lovely and funny. I recommend it to people who like mecha-free, cutesy anime.
Errr that's as far as I can think for blogging today. I just stared out at the street for about five minutes and no inspiration struck. I did see a car being towed away though.
heh.
Oh yeah, one last thing, thanks to the people who responded to my whiney Friday entry Re: Rpg central. You are all upstanding and intelligent people. Your words made me feel somewhat better, although I still have this durn cold.
I remember how we used to cook back in the flat in Kilbirnie. Lots of dishes based on mince because that was one of the few things we could all agree on eating. You'd always start the same way: oil, garlic and onion in the wok.
Sometimes we'd get flash food like butter chicken or lemon chicken or a roast. Sometimes we'd order pizza or get fish'n'chips. Pretty ordinary flat type food I think except that we hardly ever had vegetables.
I discovered in that flat some fundamentals:
I don't like macaroni cheese. Unless it's macaroni cheese bacon capsicum mushroom sun-dried tomato.
I love potato goo. (Mashed potatoes mixed up with butter mustard cheese bacon capsicum mushroom, etc.)
Butter chicken is better with lots of sauce. Reheated butter chicken is awesome.
You will crave fresh vege if you don't have it for a while.
Some fish'n'chip shops will cover your pineapple fritter with sugar and cinnamon like a donut.
I am holding back on central rpg net at the moment, because I find that if someone disagrees with me, they tend tp do it in an abrupt 'you are wrong' kind of way. Also, because of the medium people misread each other *all the time* and what they say comes off as short and kind of cold.
Apparently saying at the start of your comment "I think..." doesn't get read as "in my opinion..." meaning that by expressing an opinion without any more disclaimers than that people assume you think that your way is the only way and you despise or discard other ways.
Because of this I have been taking things personally. I don't want to carry around a hurt based on an offhand comment from a roleplaying chat forum. So I am distancing myself, I will no longer say things that people could take in a bad way at all. I will stick to light hearted silly stories of my experiences and not give my own opinion.
Which is awful, frankly. Heaps of people on there aren't scared to say exactly what they think and people-it-offends be damned. But I just don't like it when people snap at me, so I'm gonna hold back. As I think I've mentioned earlier I really hate being yelled at and people can say a lot of things via forum that they can't say in real life. It's yucky. It sucks and it shouldn't be allowed. There should be some kind of firewall on your computer that stops you from saying things you wouldn't say to the person's face.
It could sing in Opera style "Miiiissssssssstaaaaaaaaake!!!" when you do it. Heh.
Also: quote from You've Got Mail
"Why do people always say that? 'it's not personal?' that just means it's not personal to you. For me, it's personal!"
I love Meg Ryan.
these things would keep me up at night:
What I would do if there was a huge earthquake
What I would do if Lee left me
What I would feel like if I died
Did I lock the safe at work?
Is it OK to wear a tshirt that says "Just happy I'm not you" at work, which is customer service focussed
Why don't I cook more?
Do any of my friends *really* like me?
Are they talking about me behind my back?
What are they saying?
Could I earn enough to live on if I quit work and scrapbooked as a job?
Is it OK to do pilates without consulting my doctor?
How long til I'm ugly?
How long til I'm dead?
Do computers/cell phones/microwaves/radios/tvs actually emit enough junk to mess me up physically?
Do I have traumatic memories that I have blanked out and will come back to me in a flash and I'll go all nutso?
Why do movies like Dumb and Dumberer get made?
Who goes to them?
How long til the film festival and how will I spend that time?
...gosh, this is disturbingly easy. It's lucky I'm not the type to fix on something and just worry and worry. Right?
I am dopey today. My cold is now mostly in my nose, but yesterday's sore throat is hanging around threatening to re-appear. Even though I gave it to Lee, so really I should be healthy now.
Today I got a 1993 My Little Pony annual. I think it's even more crappy than I had expected, but that's OK for $3. Once more Yay for trademe!
Watched a part of Bruce Almighty yesterday. Now I didn't have very high hope for this movie in the first place, just to clear that up. But I was hoping that it would be funny.
Instead he was annoyingly whiney for the first part and then just arrogant and awful. It actually offended me and I am not in the least religious. I didn't get through the whole thing, someone called and that was a good excuse to remove the DVD from the player and return it to it's case.
Yep, pretty dopey all right.
I am very nearly finished my quilt. This is a big deal, this quilt has been going a good long time now, and last night during Jeeves and Wooster viewing I finished all the top quilting. I did it all by hand. I am quite fast at it now. So, last night I started the binding. I have a wee way to go yet, but it's much closer to being finished than it was a month ago.
I watched Paperhouse on Monday night. It is spooky and scary. Exactly like being in someone else's nightmare. Lee came home part way through and asked if I was enjoying it and I had to say "I don't know." I'd recommend it to people who like spooky* movies, as it's very well done and it has a very interesting premise. I got a lot of hand quilting done during that movie because it was nicely distancing.
I finished Fish Feet yesterday and that's a fantastic book. I'm hoping there's a sequel because I want to know more! I managed to personify the lead character in my head as my friend Jonathan, so it was a bit like spending time with him to read this book. 'Cept he doesn't of ballet of course.
This morning I finished The grooming of Alice so I have two more published ones to go and then that's it for a bit. I am tempted to read a whole bunch of poetry and maybe write some, but I'll probably just read something else that's aimed at kids or teenagers.
I have a cold. It kept me up in the night, then it gave me strange dreams that I cannot remember now.
*Spooky looks weird if you spell it soppky.
cause of Fionnagh's Coleridge and Owen's Hughes and the idea that everyone will post good poetry in a chain letter kind of blog phenomenon I am posting the first two great poems that came to my head, that I love:
First: Why I am not a Painter
I am not a painter, I am a poet
Why? I think I would rather be
a painter, but I am not. Well.
for instance, Mike Goldberg
is starting a painting. I drop in.
'Sit down and have a drink'he
says. I drink; we drink. I look
up. 'You have SARDINES in it.'
'Yes, it needed something there.'
'Oh.' I go and the days go by
and I drop in again. The painting
is going on, and I go, and the days
go by. I drop in. The painting is
finished. 'Where's SARDINES?'
All that's left is just
letters, 'It was too much,' Mike says.
But me? One day I am thinking of
a color: orange. Pretty soon it is a
whole page of words, not lines.
Then another page. There should be
so much more, not of orange, of
words, of how terrible orange is
and life. Days go by. It is even in
prose, I am a real poet. My poem
is finished and I haven't mentioned
orange yet. It's twelve poems, I call
it ORANGES. And one day in a gallery
I see Mike's painting, called SARDINES.
Frank O'Hara. (1926-1966)
Then this...I just love poetry written in dialect. You have to read this one out loud to really get it. Go on, read it aloud now.
from Unrelated Incidents
(1)
its thi lang-
wij a thi
guhtr thaht hi
said its thi
langwij a
thi guhtr
awright fur
funny stuff
ur
Stanley Bax-
ter ur but
luv n science
n thaht naw
thi langwij
a thi
intellect hi
said thi lang-
wij a thi intill-
ects Inglish
then whin thi
doors slid
oapn hi raised
his hat geen
mi a fare-
well nod flung
oot his right
fit boldly n
fell eight
storeys
doon thi
empty
lift-shaft.
Tom Leonard. (1944-)
Don't get me wrong, I love old poetry too, but these two guys probably aren't as well known, and they're awesome.
Well, not that weak.
Yesterday went to the Wadestown fair and felt out of place. Ten years too old to be a kid, ten years to younf to be a parent with kids and Vitara. Just the wrong age group. Still, the fair was much bigger than I've seen it, with heaps of people there.
I gots me some girl guide biscuits. Mmmmm...
Also bought the second DVD of Hellsing, because the more I think about it the more I find Victoria's cutesy Bridget Jones voice endearing in the English dub. Yay for Real Groovy.
Last night saw Lost in Translation which I really liked. Well shot, very well written superbly acted and great music. It was funnier than I'd expected which was a very nice surprise and sadder too. Very recommendable.
Had dinner before it at Istana Malaysia. I had garlic prawns, which were just the best. I had some serious prawn happiness going on.
I finished two Alice books yesterday which leaves me with two or three to go. I am now reading Fish Feet which is about a boy doing ballet.
It has been a very sunny and pleasant weekend and today I saw five yellow planes do tricks over the harbour. They sounded like big bumblebees and they did that thing where they go straight up really high and then kind of topple out of it. I always think it looks like crashing but it's obviously under control. So cool. It must be immensely satisfying to fly like that.
....to relieve the neck pain you are complaining about in your dream. Wake up, rearrange body so you are no longer lying on your front with a bunched up sheet under your neck. Lying on your back is recommended. Feel the pain dissolve away. Bliss.
....to wake up on a dark morning when you really wish you didn't have to go to work. Have a shower with an invigorating shower gel such as Radox* or Lush's Back for Breakfast. Eat breakfast, drink a berocca, breathe deeply.
....we go around the mulberry bush on a cold and wintry morning. With scarves on and warm wollen jerseys and much stamping of feet to wake ourselves up properly because the dishes were all dirty and you didn't actually get a drink, much less a berocca drink.
...you remind me of what I really am. By not taking my crap and accepting my sheepish apologies. By liking me when I do good. By letting me do outlandish things and wear short skirts in windy Wellington. By including me, or excluding me.
*Radox! it sounds a little like radio ox!
Friday theme, oh how I love to choose you.
This morning I dreamed I was one of the Olsen twins. (Not sure if I was Mary-Kate or Ashley) but the storyline was that the other twin was going on a date with a boy. The boy had asked her to dress a certain way, and she had for the date. As the twin I was unhappy with her and tried to talk her out of changing her look for a boy.
On reflection now, though Mary-Kate or Ashley look pretty good in black leather skirt and matching zip mini-top, fishnets and boots. Still, weird dream and I'd totally freak if I actually saw them dressed that way. They are more pure than that.
I nearly won Princes of Florence last night. That is, I was in the lead for most of the game. Then suddenly Svend won. Seraph made a late charge and was snapping at his heels, but Svend was definately the winner. I think I came third.
It's a cool game though, I just love playing it. I forgot how my strategy worked last night, though, which is a bit of a problem.
The new girl at my work is also an ex-Wellington Girl's girl. We are everywhere.
I finished Grass for his Pillow yesterday lunch break. I loved it about as much as the first one, which is maybe because Evie warned me it wouldn't be so good, so I had low expectations. I really liked it. The characters, the setting, the coolness....all good.
Now I am back to the Phyllis Reynolds Naylor books about Alice. It's like an addiction. I must read them all! I'm up to number 9 now, and there's like 16, so I'm over halfway through them and they only take me about a day to read, so it's all good.
My mainest problem with having awful winter weather in summer/autumn is that I am cold. I don't like to be cold.
My second main problem with it is that it makes me think of winter and winter means the film festival. So it's making me aniticipate something that I can't have for months. No fair.
Ah well, at least I've got the Chocolate holiday in between.
Following a central rpg thread (who is your favourite ever roleplaying character?) I have had a personal revelation.
I hate to choose favourites. I just can't do it. I like too many things. Also I'm indecisive because of being Libra.
So, right here and now I am going to write some of my favourite things *right now*. I may write another list tomorrow and say completely different things, but that's because I hate to choose favourites.
colour: Pink
movie: Princess Bride
TV show: Buffy the Vampire slayer
anime: Cowboy Bebop
song: now, this one is very hard. Choose quickly...."Baker Baker" by Tori Amos, no, wait. "Strange" by Tori Amos.
favourite boy: Lee
favourite girl: Giffy
favourite type of tree: oak
flower: Carnation
stuffed toy: lions
book: errr, tempted to type Fight Club, but I've never read it. How embarrassing. Go away stupid first impulse. Book: Last unicorn.
kid's book: Lola Rose by J Wilson
picture book: Round Trip by Ann Jonas
website: trademe
craft: sewing
shoes: skechers
party theme: fancy dress
food: pizza
candy: rocket candies
dessert: cake
vegetable: carrot
fruit: mango
fish: gurnard.
horse: My Little Pony
shark: any
cat: lion
musical instrument: tambourine
Roleplaying character? Joanna Rigarlsford I think, closely followed by Ash from Mage and a whole bunch of different ones from One-offs. I love one-off roleplaying.
It's been the full moon the last few nights. I'm going to blame that for my disrupted sleeping. I keep waking up far too hot, and having to cool down somehow.
"Windy" came today, she's a rainbow pony with a purple body, blue eyes and a prurple swirl on her butt. As I believe I have mentioned earlier she was the second pony I ever got and was frequently dressed in the cheerleader outfit my aunt sent me. She's so pretty.
My Mum asked me on Saturday when I'm going to stop buying ponies. I think I will quite soon, since I have nealry replaced my herd from childhood. Two to go. I need a so soft pegasus called Paradise and a Brush and Grow called Bouqet. My sister had a baby Lofty that I feel no need to replace.
Got three more Alice books too, but I'm going to finish Grass for his pillow first. I am halfway through and I really want to just sit down and finish it in one go. Not sure how likely that is to happen though.
Watched some more Witch Hunter Robin and Chobits on the weekend. I really like both those series, they are so beautifully animated. I'm feeling kind of displaced today, must be a Monday thing since I came home from work last Monday feeling completely unreal.
Saw kitties yesterday and Saturday. I got kitty love.
It was such a nice weekend! I've been going around with this bemused grin. None of us chilled Wellingtonians can cope with sunny and warm weather.
I've played board games today; Settlers which Lee won, New England which Seraph won ( I came second! Woot!) and Trivial Pursuit again. I am much happier about Trivial Pursuit now since I won this game. I swear it is the first *ever* game of Trivial Pursuit I have won on my own. Besides kiddie's edition which is Hell of Easy.
I won a trademe auction for a My Little Pony annual, which should be fun to read. I had one in like 1987 that I really liked. I'm paying very little for it, too so that's rather nice. I have two more ponies coming this week that I am looking forward to getting.
I did a little scrapbooking today. I've been wanting to do more but lacked inspitarion. I have a lot of photos and no great ideas of how to use them. I have pnly been moderately happy with pages I've created lately so I've mostly been holding off.
I am reading Grass for his pillow which is the sequel to Across the Nightingale Floor which is fantastic and you all must read. It's OK. I'm enjoying connecting with the characters again, and I love the style and the period.
Lee had a dream this morning that there was a number you could dial on the phone that would break the phone. Someone dialled it and broke the phone. He wasn't sure if it was at home or at work though.
I'm all pink with happiness, I just released a book and had it picked up by a very happy and excited woman. "It's like a butterfly" she said...
It's magic to share a good book with other people, have them be happy at finding something free to take home.
I got another trademe pony yesterday too, baby noddins with a 'peek-a-boo' moving head. She's very cute, although very played with. Her tail has a bit of rust damage and she's got marks. I'm pretty happy with her though, and took her out on the town with me last night. My pony collection grows. Lee is unhappy about this, but cannot stop the tide of ponies. No one can. Bwah hah hah hah hah!
This morning I did a storytime that was entirely 'let's bang musical instruments and have fun'. Needless to say it was very fun, and I was very impressed with the rythm and imagination of one pre-speaking toddler. He was stringing bells on his arms and hitting a tambourine with a stick of bells for maximum noise.
Having a meeting of the Mary-Kate and Ashley fan club tonight. I've got the second DVD of the TV show So Little Time and The Princess Diaries to watch. Big day tomorrow, too with tupperware parties and seeing my family.
I'm in a very good mood now.
I went on "Mental Health Awareness" training yesterday, and it was fantastic. I learnt some valuable things. Mostly not so much to do with poeple with mental health problems but just life and work in general.
The absolute most useful thing was the advice about dealing with angry and/or verbally abusive people. This is for on the job, if someone is being abusive remember that they are abusing the position and not the person. Do not take it to heart. I sort of knew that already, but it is so very hard to do. Having the framework of 'position not person' was really useful. I wish I'd had that last year when I was being a building manager and dealing with certain residents of the top floor of my building.
Also, if someone is yelling at you, they are being emotional and not thinking particularly rationally, so if you somehow engage them in rational thinking processes then they will calm down. Getting angry yourself doesn't help because then you're both out there with your emotions getting more and more upset and wound up.
Mmm. Lovely learning and they gave us a delicious lunch which was just wonderful.
Got another my little pony this morning, a 'peek a boo' baby called Noddins. She's a bit tatty, but very cute all the same.
I am very pleased about the Oscars, but since I knew in advance who won what there were no surprises. Some people's speeches were very nice. I forget whose.
I got another pony. Starswirl, another Generation3. I wish they'd get around to doing unicorns and pegasi.
I read a book called Watermark by Penelope Tod which is in the NZ children's book awards young adult section. It fully deserves to win, I couldn't put it down! It's about a city girl who gets an invitation to the beach from two people she hardly knows and she goes along and there's flooding and danger and weirdness from all round. I loved it to bits. Plus it has a pretty cover.
First meeting of WARGS last night (Wellington Area Roleplaying Gaming Society.) Lots of cool people from kapcon, it will be cool to see them more often.
My weekend was pretty good, I guess. Too short. It's always too damn short.
Went to the Fruits exhibition at the Dowse art gallery which was fantastic. Fruits is a Japanese magazine that showcases the bizarre fashion a lot of the teenagers wear. Gorgeous confections in all the colours you can think of, amazing anime style hair, fluffy socks and geta sandles. Lots of Western designer clothes.
Now Zephfi and I want to move to Japan, obviously. Giffy too I suspect, although I couldn't say for sure.
Lee bought a new copy of Trivial Pursuit. Genus V and New Zealand, so I thought I'd have a chance. I actually didn't do too badly but the thing about Trivial Pursuit is the ones you can't answer. There's so many of them. I really suck at the whole sport category and what I know about geography I can fit into a My Little Pony scale matchbox. (i.e. tiny matchbox, if that's too oblique.)
So, even though I could answer more questions in this one than regular trivial pursuit the amount of onea I couldn't answer weighs down on me making me feel stupider and stupider until I'm this silly girl who knows absolutely nothing.
And yet, I want to play it again. Go figure.