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  1. Charlie Brown
    August 21st, 2015 2:09 AM
    Charlie Brown
    hey, this is swiftie ;D
  2. dracoflare
    November 17th, 2013 12:27 PM
    A much more belated "You're Welcome" to the belated thanks

    It doesn't seem like you are that active either.
  3. Karnavaly
    July 31st, 2013 3:28 PM
    Ohai Psyanic.
  4. Hypocrates
    July 24th, 2013 5:19 PM
  5. Hypocrates
    July 24th, 2013 4:55 PM
    ho ho ho ho


    yes i am d santay claus
  6. Hypocrates
    July 19th, 2013 4:00 AM
    you replied to my old account

  7. Ephemeral Euphoria
    July 16th, 2013 12:47 PM
    Ephemeral Euphoria
    Just out of curiosity do you feel up to play Halo Reach online at all?
  8. Fizzay
    July 10th, 2013 4:34 AM
  9. Hikamaru
    July 5th, 2013 2:36 PM
    Haven't seen you here a lot... but at EGC I've seen you a lot!
  10. dracoflare
    June 25th, 2013 9:09 AM
    Happy birthday man! And wow, you are just 17? O.0
  11. Cutlerine
    May 11th, 2013 2:55 PM
    Yes, I prefer face-to-face communication, too; as well as being more personal, faster-paced and generally more entertaining, it poses a bigger challenge to the would-be conversationalist. The mind whirrs; jokes are thought up, considered, discarded; possible avenues for exploration are laid out and arranged in order of preference, and then when the other speaker changes direction have to be frantically rethought in terms of appropriateness - I mean, it's like playing chess with a three-second time limit on each move atop a speeding train. I get quite a rush out of a good conversation; I imagine it's a similar sort of feeling to that experienced by people who seek out life-or-death swordfights. (I also imagine that those people exist, because if they do the world is a better place.)

    I don't think I'm a different person online, except for the fact that I say everything more elaborately, since I compose words best in the limbo of a word-processing program - my head, my tongue and notebooks all let me down here; I'm only capable of waxing truly eloquent onscreen. However, I'll admit you have a point; some people are indeed totally different.

    And the weather's gone back downhill here, too. The last few days it's wavered between sun and torrential rain, and sometimes both simultaneously. There's even been random hail - quite large hailstones, too - in the middle of sunny afternoons. As you so splendidly put it, Mother Nature's uterus is indeed cramping up. (And hey! Your anonymity might embolden you, but I seriously doubt I'd bat an eye if I heard that in real life; in fact, I'd probably treasure the moment and respond with something equally inappropriate and probably more perverse. Such is the value of face-to-face communication.)

    Ah, well, you would have noticed the first two only; the third, as a serious attempt at writing something, is only seen by me until it reaches first draft form, at which point I will be giving it out to everyone I know for feedback while simultaneously reworking it. For some reason, fanfiction is the only stuff I don't mind revealing in an incomplete stage; I think perhaps part of my mind tells me that it doesn't matter, since I'm only using it as a kind of whetstone for my writing in order to prepare for Great Things. (Such as this other novel, the first I've written for some years now.)

    As for time... I only take half an hour or so each day to write entries for Petroleum, and just a few hours each weekend to write each chapter of Crack'd. The rest of the time, I am actually fairly busy, which means the novel suffers - but there's no one following that one and reading it as I go along, which means it has to come last, despite it being the one I want to write most. Such is life, I guess.

    And motivation... God knows where that comes from. Sometimes I feel that I write for the same reason I breathe, because it's a condition of my existence and I can't survive without it, and on other days I think I write because I lost my mind years ago and want to try and write myself a new one. I'm not even sure I can tell the difference between those two states any more, actually.

    I have completely lost the thread of this message now, so I'm going to stop before I start rambling too much. (Another difference between online and real-life conversations: in real life, no one lets me waffle on this long without interrupting me.)

  12. Cutlerine
    May 11th, 2013 11:43 AM
    Hi there! Thought we'd lost you to the real world there. It gets you with its hook teeth and doesn't let go, like some kind of dragonfly nymph/leech hybrid.

    The conversation isn't lost. I mean, I don't remember what it was about, but conversations are like phoenixes; they rise up again after their deaths without apparent effort, especially online conversations, which are exceptionally easy to restart for some reason. Presumably because a good deal of the social awkwardness is removed by anonymity.

    Spring is a good season, yes: summer is far too sticky. It's spring here now, after what seems like endless light snow and heavy rain, and it's a welcome relief. We've had a long and unusually wet winter, and it had started to weigh on people's spirits a little, I think.

    And ah! I know that problem. I know it so well. I haven't run into it for a long time, though - for which I'm very thankful. At the moment, I'm writing one long fanfiction, one text-based-adventure-game story and one novel all at once, so I'm too busy writing to think of actually reading any of what I write - life has almost become one long scramble from one set of words to the next, furiously knitting together plots like a manic Norn. It's a curious feeling, and I'm not sure I'll ever want to repeat it; one at a time after this is over, I think.

  13. Maced
    March 2nd, 2013 8:11 PM
    Yo what's good man?
  14. Cutlerine
    January 4th, 2013 2:52 AM
    Season! I meant season. Definitely season. Season like seasoning.

    "Here's your meal, sir, and would you like any seasonings with that? Black pepper, a touch of autumn?"

    "Do you have any summer?"

    "Yes, sir. Of course."

    *twisting the pepperpot full of granulated summer*

    "That'll do just fine, thanks."

    "All right, sir. Bon appétit."

    Uh... Where was I? Oh yeah. The Internet... well, it was waiting for me like the slightly psychopathic spouse waiting in a darkened dining-room with a cold roast dinner and burned-out candles when you get back late at night. That is to say, nominally welcomingly, but with strong overtones of menace. I got the feeling that if I let myself go a month without going online again I might get shanked in a back alley next time I go out. I'm pretty sure we don't need a military supercomputer to develop worrying artificial intelligence; the Internet's probably been sentient for a while now, and it's just screwing around with us. Until we leave it. And then it dispatches a kill squad.

    I see... With me, video gaming is more of a "And exactly how stupidly does this game let me achieve my goals?" type of thing. If a game requires me to kill a giant monster by poisoning its food source, stating that there is no other way to kill it, I'd rather lay my entire stock of landmines on its nest and wait for it to feel sleepy; if a game allows me to create grenades that heal you, I'd rather not use them to heal other players but to blast myself into the sky with the aim of jumping across the map like a huge, rocket-propelled rabbit. I think the last thing I did in a video game was see whether or not I could build a plane in KSP that looked exactly like a dolphin wearing a jetpack while still being perfectly airworthy. (As it turns out, I could not. Stupid laws of physics.)

    I never meant that the peach should be given to a child. It's more a personal preference of mine to go to bed with a big, juicy armful of dripping soft peaches.

    Wait, no it isn't. That sounds utterly, utterly horrible.

    Um... getting back to the seasons, I like autumn because it's cool and colourful, and spring for much the same reason, although spring's colours are a little more monotonous, being mainly green punctuated by occasional bursts of floral extravagance. Summer is all very well - I like it because it makes my best friend happy, since she comes from Taiwan and frankly finds the dreary skies here depressing - but the visual artist in me screams out for the glorious colours of autumn. When you can see any of them through the mud.

  15. Cutlerine
    December 28th, 2012 6:56 AM
    Whoa. I almost forgot the Internet existed. How's that for being suckered into real life for a month? The lights here... they're so bright... I can only stand the dark of a Northern European winter now. The glow of the computer screen burns me...

    Gwauh. I've completely lost where I was in this conversation, after all that. Let's see... oh, yes. Thinking too much and looking at things too closely. I've never had the problem where I can't enjoy something because I'm looking at it too much. I mean, if I watch a film or a TV show, I continually talk to it (mostly arguing with it, I have to admit, but it's so easy to beat an opponent who can't argue back) but I never actually look deeply into it while I'm doing it. The same goes for books and video games. I'll read them or play them, enjoy myself and lose myself in the world within (unless I'm reading something by Hardy, in which case I will take frequent breaks to prevent myself becoming too depressed) and only start thinking about them like that afterwards, when I'm discussing them with a friend or trying to pull apart their universe so I can rebuild it into fanfiction.

    I wouldn't throw apples at a wall; there are too many apple trees in my garden for me to ever enjoy the smell of smashed apple ever again. Autumn here is hell. The apples fall, the rain rots them and the grass grows far too fast; the rotting apples have to be picked up and disposed of before the grass can be cut; the apples fall again... Gah. If it weren't for that, autumn would outclass spring as my favourite month.

    No, I'd throw peaches. A good soft fruit. Too soft to take around in public, unfortunately, but wickedly sweet, and with a comforting fuzzy skin that means that they make excellent substitutes for soft toys.


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    Reading, writing, drawing, gaming. Being active in general. I tend to play a lot of sports. More than I can count on my fingers, and I have a few fingers. "Studying" as well as researching. I like listening to music; I don't know why. It passes the time at least.
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