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selkie at 09:49pm on 29/06/2005
selkie at 09:49pm on 29/06/2005I'm having an anxious evening. This is a difficult situation, as I have to open in the morning.
In the 'Selkie Thinks The Oddest Thoughts' department, which is also where I wonder strenuously about the contents of my skull, I'd like to state that my obsession with knowing how to do at least a little of everything, and how to speak a little of many languages, can be connected directly to the Holocaust. I just have this creeping feeling in the back of my head that one day it will be useful in a broader and more sinister landscape knowing how to cook, to sew, to stitch a wound, to do 'x' myriad things. I think it may be a pervasive, ingrained cultural paranoia, but the problem is it's most usually pervasive in people about sixty years older than I am now.
At least I'm not stockpiling bread-bag twist ties?
Hey, my grandparents really do that.
...I should write something. I really should! It would distract me. Except I have to open tomorrow. See above. It's been a year since I wrote anything new that came close to fruition.
That's it. I'm going to do a selkish fandom whip-round funding a jaunt to Mittel Europa. Sunny Poland! Thrilling Byelorus! Clearly it's what I need. I'll embrace the bracing climate of Latvia and come back a new selkie!
Wow. Maybe I'm having an adverse reaction to my Advil.
In the 'Selkie Thinks The Oddest Thoughts' department, which is also where I wonder strenuously about the contents of my skull, I'd like to state that my obsession with knowing how to do at least a little of everything, and how to speak a little of many languages, can be connected directly to the Holocaust. I just have this creeping feeling in the back of my head that one day it will be useful in a broader and more sinister landscape knowing how to cook, to sew, to stitch a wound, to do 'x' myriad things. I think it may be a pervasive, ingrained cultural paranoia, but the problem is it's most usually pervasive in people about sixty years older than I am now.
At least I'm not stockpiling bread-bag twist ties?
Hey, my grandparents really do that.
...I should write something. I really should! It would distract me. Except I have to open tomorrow. See above. It's been a year since I wrote anything new that came close to fruition.
That's it. I'm going to do a selkish fandom whip-round funding a jaunt to Mittel Europa. Sunny Poland! Thrilling Byelorus! Clearly it's what I need. I'll embrace the bracing climate of Latvia and come back a new selkie!
Wow. Maybe I'm having an adverse reaction to my Advil.
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Also, if you're hankering for something to write... I don't know as I ever got that story from you. (and I still need to send out that contract and the interview clip, I know).
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Opium fic! Victorian opium fic!
I think it may be a pervasive, ingrained cultural paranoia, but the problem is it's most usually pervasive in people about sixty years older than I am now.
You get it from those people. Mike has the same paranoia, if you want to call it that; he has survivors in his family. All of my immediate relatives were in this country for World War II, and I don't have the same attitude. I have an obsession with knowing many languages and how to do all sorts of things myself, but I think it's more because I'm a language geek who likes to be solitary (and therefore would rather not call a neighbor to fix the dripping tap) than from any inherited cultural watchfulness. But I am theorizing on the basis of two people here . . .
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