curgoth: (joy)
( Jun. 19th, 2007 11:06 pm)
I think I may be getting a handle on this life thing. It's almost making sense these days.




There are a lot of truly fantastic people in my life.




The Prestige was a fantastic movie.




Thursday is Midsummer, the summer solstice. I feel I need to do something to celebrate that, but I haven't figure it out yet.




Tomorrow work's sending me to Hockley Valley for "Activity day". My plan is to show up at 10:30 or so, after sleeping in and maybe going out for breakfast, and then playing board games until 3, followed by going back to the office to workout. I should still end up home early, if all goes as planned. I am giving serious thought to wearing my kilt.




I don't have a decent "happy" icon. I think it's time to change that.
curgoth: (Red Hair Surprise)
( Jun. 22nd, 2006 09:31 pm)
Being the person I want to be is a lot of work!

(context; I am making myself take an active role in communicating, which by habit, I am disinclined to do)
I wonder if they are as afraid of me as I am of them?

Why is it so hard to eat these days? When did I become a person who can just say "meh, I'll eat later... maybe tomorrow"?

Toes? Toes!

I love having my computer back.

I have filled my mp3 partition. Clearly I need to go shopping once I get my tax refund.

I need to remember to make that thing for that person before that stuff. (and that has at least three meanings)

When to damage my hair next?

What do I want?
curgoth: (Ravens)
( Jan. 28th, 2006 04:24 am)
In relationships, power flows to the point of least desire. That is to say, ultimately, the only real power in a relationship is the power to walk away - if one is not willing to do that, one is at the mercy of whoever in the relationship *is* willing to walk away. All other power in a relationship is ultimately given - the only power one truly *owns* in a relationship is the power to walk away. Everything else is something your partner gives you, or something given to your partner.

NB: This is not triggered by issues in any of my relationships. Mostly, this comes from a) having just finished a book on power politics, and b) being madly caffinated at 4:23 am. I am willing to discuss why I am wrong, in this thought.

Editted to add - the only power someone has over you, then, besides the power to leave, is the power you *give* them. This exchange is made explicit in D/s relationships, but I think it applies to *all* relationships.
curgoth: (moon and stars)
( Nov. 24th, 2005 03:38 pm)
We got our first real snow fall last night. Even after having to drive through it, I am still a fan of snow - whether that remains true after 4 months of driving in it remains to be seen.

I am feeling really good this morning, and I think winter is to blame. I'm on the verge of bouncing around on the balls of my feet, and have to keep restraining myslef from singing along with the my music here at my desk.

While I intellectually understand howrough it is for those people on my flist who hate winter and feel dragged down by it, I don't think I'll ever understand it on an emotional level - this is my season, and this is my weather. I draw energy from the snow and the crisp, sharp cold air.

The down side is that I don't want to be cooped up in the office here. I want to run outside and play in the snow, before it all gets rained away. Sadly, I have meetings stacked up near lunch time, so it's questionable if I'm going to be able to take a lunch break at all, let alone the hour to build a snow man that I want.

When I was a kid, I would draw a snowman on the calendar a day or so before my birthday (Nov 28) because I wanted there to be snow on my birthday - this rarely happens. Usually, we get aone really solid snow fall, then it warms up and rains before or on the 28th, as it's forecast to do this year.

(I need to make myself a Winter icon)
curgoth: (moon and stars)
( Nov. 9th, 2005 11:20 pm)
How do we measure ourselves? What do we use to tell whether or not we're "successful" or "doing well"?

For some people, it's money, or financial comfort - if I can just afford *that* house, or *that* car... (or, so long as I can afford the next house, and the next car, I know I'm on the right track). At a certain point, I think, one's wealth exceeds a certain limit and becomes just an indicator of power - for the fabulously wealthy in the business world, it's about power. For the rock stars and movie stars, it's fame - you are who knows you.

That's not how I measure my life (for a change, I don't think I'll talk about just what I think I am using), nor, I suspect, is that how most of the people on my flist examine the worth of their lives. Do we use progress along an imagined path? Perceived closeness to enlightenment or actualization? A qualitative analysis of the degree of happiness? Is there a "right" way to tell if one is "on the right track" with one's life? Perhaps more importantly, is there a wrong way? Is it getting what you want, wanting what you get, or something else?

I have been thinking, today, about what the things I want in my life are - not necessarily the big, long term things, but more the little, day to day things, the ephemeral, nonmaterial things. Things I want in the general sense, and how that ties in to the specific things I catch myself looking for. Am I looking for the right things, to determine if I'm getting what I want, or if I am going to? Are my goals (selected by my unconscious) attainable? Are they healthy?

I have answers for some of these, but not for others. There is more thinking to be done, but perhaps it should be done after sleeping.
When writing code, I'm most interesting in figuring out how to do something. Once I've figured out the technical details, I tend to get pretty lazy about the polish - bits to make things user-friendly, generally. I have been contrasting this with a coworker who is very concerned with completely polishing his assignments for this course.

Similarly, I tend to leave art projects unfinished, once I've got the basic idea across.

The final finishing stages get aren't as exciting for me.
curgoth: (Default)
( Oct. 12th, 2005 05:01 am)
Historically, I've always been pretty socially awkward. I have a theory that I missed out on some key part of socialization, and missed out on something that other people use to interact. With 98% of the population, I just don't really seem to be able to figure out how to communicate with them.

Fortunately for me, there's that last 2% with whom I'm able to just click with almost automatically. I've only met less than a dozen people like this in my life.

I remember years ago watching a "making of" special on the X-Files. David Duchovny was talking about his character Mulder, and relating it to a man he knew who was socially awkward, but had a fantastic wife. The man referred to his wife as his "human credential" - she was sufficiently fabulous that the people they knew figured that there must be something to him because she saw worth in him. She was proof that he was a worthwhile human being.

I tend to feel that way about my 2%. Those few people I can actually talk to vouch for me, and in time familiarity serves as a substitute for normal human behaviour.
A lot of people have been talking about how they use thier journals, recently. About meaningful content vs memes vs bland recountings of daily events.

When his blog was active, William Gibson talked a fair bit about mediated personalities - how sometimes he was surprised to encounter the mediated William Gibson, and how different that person was from the self he usually related to.

What we do when we write in our livejournals is creating a mediated personality of our own - we shape how our readers see us when we pick and choose the thoughts and events in our life to write about.

If you ever thought telepathy would solve the world's problems, look at livejournal more closely - when people can read what other people are thinking, what's bugging them, etc., we tend to get Drama. As LJers progress, many of them begin to more heavily censor thier journals to avoid Drama. This tends to mean posting less about intensely personal feelings and experiences, which in turn mediates the personality that readers experience.

The person you all know as [livejournal.com profile] curgoth is not exactly the same person I think of as me.

(this may be what happens when I start reading more non-fiction humanities books, and drinking caffeine.)
I'm reading one of [livejournal.com profile] neeuqdrazil's non-fiction cultural studies books right now (After by the Flesh, the Culturasl Politics of Body Modification). It's an interesting book about a topic I'm interested in. The cover, though, is a bit risque (a tatooed woman wearing a bikini style top that is held on, not with straps, but hooks through the skin). So, to prevent people from thinking I am reading porn (which I nearly got into trouble for when I was reading Kushiel's Dart a couple years ago), I have put a white paper cover on the book.

I'm not sure if this is just going to convince people that I am, in fact, reading porn, or what. But it seems dishonest that I am covering up what I'm reading.

(caffeine is destroying my ability to focus on work, and making me more likely to post weird things. But I'm awake!)
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