Various ramblings...
So I woke up in the middle of the night last night for no disernable reason, and I started thinking about euphemisms. Now, acording to the dictionary, a euphemism is: The act or an example of substituting a mild, indirect, or vague term for one considered harsh, blunt, or offensive. I have favorite little euphemisims for various things, such as:
Life: Temporary immortality
Death: Pining for the Fjords (thank you Monty Python)
Sex: The Horizontal Naked Tango
Etc, etc. I tend to speak in euphemisms even when I'm not uncomfortable with the term involved, just for the hell of it. I have a tendancy to call violent actions in roleplaying 'the whacky smacky', for example. And lets not even get into how much I enjoy the Weird Al song "Pet Names for Genitalia".
I finally decided I wanted to try Buffy roleplaying on LiveJournal, and then I noticed that the roleplay I was considering filled up all the characters while I was deciding. Well, bummer. Either there'll be some minor character I can try out (like Clem, because, well, Clem rules), or I'll just wait for another to open up (Clare is making one, I believe =) ). I've been thinking about which character I personally identify the most with (not which character I -like- the most per say, which would be Spike, but which character is most close to me, personality wise). Giles, I would have to say, is the closest match- with the whole somewhat reserved personality, little compulsions, intellegence, guidance- and oh, yeah-- the whole Ripper past, and potential to do what needs to be done, no matter the consequences. I can identify with that more than anything.
I had an unpleasant breakfast this morning. Not that it was unpleasant going down, but I had jelly on toast, and I think that I over-browned the toast because my throat feels scratchy from it. Toast injuries. Takes a special kind of breakfast for that to occur, doesn't it?
Well, my other machine is still down, and likely will be until Sunday, when hopefully my brother will bring the disc I need over. Being as he's a bit, well, Ron-- there is also the possibility that he'll forget and I'll have to smack him with things. Happens.
Thursdays tend to be a bit melencholy for me, considering that they're the day Aus returns to work after two days of us getting to hang out together and have fun and such. If my novels ever sell really well, I hope Aus can retire so that we can just be together all the time. That'd be the best thing, really- I love him so so much, and I really miss him while he's gone. Not in a co-dependancy sort of way- we each go on and do what we have to do, but we would definately always prefer being together than being apart.
Life: Temporary immortality
Death: Pining for the Fjords (thank you Monty Python)
Sex: The Horizontal Naked Tango
Etc, etc. I tend to speak in euphemisms even when I'm not uncomfortable with the term involved, just for the hell of it. I have a tendancy to call violent actions in roleplaying 'the whacky smacky', for example. And lets not even get into how much I enjoy the Weird Al song "Pet Names for Genitalia".
I finally decided I wanted to try Buffy roleplaying on LiveJournal, and then I noticed that the roleplay I was considering filled up all the characters while I was deciding. Well, bummer. Either there'll be some minor character I can try out (like Clem, because, well, Clem rules), or I'll just wait for another to open up (Clare is making one, I believe =) ). I've been thinking about which character I personally identify the most with (not which character I -like- the most per say, which would be Spike, but which character is most close to me, personality wise). Giles, I would have to say, is the closest match- with the whole somewhat reserved personality, little compulsions, intellegence, guidance- and oh, yeah-- the whole Ripper past, and potential to do what needs to be done, no matter the consequences. I can identify with that more than anything.
I had an unpleasant breakfast this morning. Not that it was unpleasant going down, but I had jelly on toast, and I think that I over-browned the toast because my throat feels scratchy from it. Toast injuries. Takes a special kind of breakfast for that to occur, doesn't it?
Well, my other machine is still down, and likely will be until Sunday, when hopefully my brother will bring the disc I need over. Being as he's a bit, well, Ron-- there is also the possibility that he'll forget and I'll have to smack him with things. Happens.
Thursdays tend to be a bit melencholy for me, considering that they're the day Aus returns to work after two days of us getting to hang out together and have fun and such. If my novels ever sell really well, I hope Aus can retire so that we can just be together all the time. That'd be the best thing, really- I love him so so much, and I really miss him while he's gone. Not in a co-dependancy sort of way- we each go on and do what we have to do, but we would definately always prefer being together than being apart.