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Am sick again at the moment. I've either been working or sick (or both. Or home sick from work) every day since christmas which is beggining to make me a bit grumpy. I had a (pretty minor) bout of gastro, which stopped me absorbing my reflux medication so then I got reflux, and even though that's back under control my entire gastrointestinal system is Still Not Happy With Me, and my throat is all irritated. As Cam has pointed out, it's a pity all my jobs involve talking given that whatever's wrong with me it always ends up giving me a sore throat.
I'm at the stage of not feeling that stupid but looking back on things I've done or said and going "Oh dear, that was dumb". I guess I should be glad that being sleepy and thus losing some of my social inhibitions just means I rant at length about group theory (apologies to the arts students stuck at that table on NYE :)) Apologies for any past or future tactlessness or belated replying to emails etc.
Just rewatched "Basil: the great mouse detective", it's definitely a flawed film but it was still fun, and wierd seeing the stuff that stuck deep in my subconscious during my repeated childhood watchings. It occurs to me the adorable scottish girl may be the reason I felt an immediate affection for my highschool uniform (the pictures don't make it clear, but both have tartan, ties, ribbons, and tam-o-shanters) and the movie probably also encouraged my "Mice are adorable, rats are EVIL" predjudice (somewhat ameliorated by meeting adorable rats)
EDIT: Just watched making of, as I thought they used computers to do the actually pretty impressive (for 1986) clock scene, was interesting to compare to 1936 Mickey Mouse clock short they included on the dvd.
It's a little annoying that there's this..thing where liking adorable somewhat anthropomorhisised animals (such as in The Great Mouse Detective, ACOS(*) or, say, my icon and the comic it comes from) is associated with being "Furry" which at the same time has connotations that, well, Do Not Apply To Me. I guess it's the same as people who like playing the odd computer game or particular speculative fiction authors/movies but do not wished to be tarred with the "nerd" brush since almost every other aspect of the stereotype does not apply. I am too sleepy to express this well, though. Hmm.
EDIT: Oops, I thought it went without saying that while the common perception of "furry" being primarily a sexual fetish is certainly one reason I'm not enthusiastic about the term being applied to me, I realise there's a lot more to it. I know lots of perfectly nice furries, many of whom I knew would read the entry. I guess I have two separate issues: One, that (as with many labels with negative connotations) if you admit to liking a small part of the subculture people go "haha! Your'e one of them!". Two, that what people mean by "one of them" is pretty warped and extreme compared to what your average Furry is actually like. It's like admitting to liking magical realism and someone going "Ah, so you're a nerd. You must go around in a Star Trek uniform speaking Klingon". More in the comments.
(*)Well, I think they're adorabale.
I'm at the stage of not feeling that stupid but looking back on things I've done or said and going "Oh dear, that was dumb". I guess I should be glad that being sleepy and thus losing some of my social inhibitions just means I rant at length about group theory (apologies to the arts students stuck at that table on NYE :)) Apologies for any past or future tactlessness or belated replying to emails etc.
Just rewatched "Basil: the great mouse detective", it's definitely a flawed film but it was still fun, and wierd seeing the stuff that stuck deep in my subconscious during my repeated childhood watchings. It occurs to me the adorable scottish girl may be the reason I felt an immediate affection for my highschool uniform (the pictures don't make it clear, but both have tartan, ties, ribbons, and tam-o-shanters) and the movie probably also encouraged my "Mice are adorable, rats are EVIL" predjudice (somewhat ameliorated by meeting adorable rats)
EDIT: Just watched making of, as I thought they used computers to do the actually pretty impressive (for 1986) clock scene, was interesting to compare to 1936 Mickey Mouse clock short they included on the dvd.
It's a little annoying that there's this..thing where liking adorable somewhat anthropomorhisised animals (such as in The Great Mouse Detective, ACOS(*) or, say, my icon and the comic it comes from) is associated with being "Furry" which at the same time has connotations that, well, Do Not Apply To Me. I guess it's the same as people who like playing the odd computer game or particular speculative fiction authors/movies but do not wished to be tarred with the "nerd" brush since almost every other aspect of the stereotype does not apply. I am too sleepy to express this well, though. Hmm.
EDIT: Oops, I thought it went without saying that while the common perception of "furry" being primarily a sexual fetish is certainly one reason I'm not enthusiastic about the term being applied to me, I realise there's a lot more to it. I know lots of perfectly nice furries, many of whom I knew would read the entry. I guess I have two separate issues: One, that (as with many labels with negative connotations) if you admit to liking a small part of the subculture people go "haha! Your'e one of them!". Two, that what people mean by "one of them" is pretty warped and extreme compared to what your average Furry is actually like. It's like admitting to liking magical realism and someone going "Ah, so you're a nerd. You must go around in a Star Trek uniform speaking Klingon". More in the comments.
(*)Well, I think they're adorabale.
