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Just for the hell of it I made a new icon, go me with the computer expertise!
Obviously I just watched ST:Nemesis. Not for the first time, but not getting over my annoyance at the Data-sacrifice farce any time soon. As far as I'm concerned the film ended at the Absent Friends toast.
Me, over-invest emotionally?
Very excited about my Audrey Hepburn handbag. By that I don't mean a 50's chic style, I mean a big ol' handbag with b/w photos of Audrey on both sides, and little red jewels attached on her tiara and necklace. Very fashionable at the moment. Plus, I adore Audrey. And handbags. I'm such a girlie girl.
Someone at work today asked me what I got for Chrissie. Was very impressed/pleased/excited for me re my Audrey Hepburn handbag. Then I remembered that she's 14 years old and realised she'd never heard of Audrey and was just humouring me. *sigh*
A few years ago, when I was relatively new to working with (and talking to) teenagers I was stunned to realise that this kid i was talking to had never heard of Chernobyl. Or the Cold War. *blink* I remember trying to explain about docos on TV that told you what to do in the event of a nuclear war. I can't remember how old I was when I saw one of those but I remember lying awake all night afterwards, terrified. And being forced to watch 'The Day After' and 'Threads' at school.
Don't miss living with that unease.
Yes I know we could all be wiped out by SARS or AIDS mutation or some not taken seriously enough conflict like India/Pakistan but there's not the same sense of personal threat.
*shrug*
Been to Chernobyl, btw. Or rather to the edge of the exclusion zone. Guarded by big guy with machine gun.
And it's after midnight here and we've just an Aboriginal woman with a tiny child knock on our door and ask us to ring a taxi for her. This isn't even the first time something like this has happened. Last time there were several small children and requests for money for the taxi. (it was early evening last time and I'd opened the front door. We have a security screen door) Obviously didn't open the door this time. Just a tad scary.
Going to bed now.
Obviously I just watched ST:Nemesis. Not for the first time, but not getting over my annoyance at the Data-sacrifice farce any time soon. As far as I'm concerned the film ended at the Absent Friends toast.
Me, over-invest emotionally?
Very excited about my Audrey Hepburn handbag. By that I don't mean a 50's chic style, I mean a big ol' handbag with b/w photos of Audrey on both sides, and little red jewels attached on her tiara and necklace. Very fashionable at the moment. Plus, I adore Audrey. And handbags. I'm such a girlie girl.
Someone at work today asked me what I got for Chrissie. Was very impressed/pleased/excited for me re my Audrey Hepburn handbag. Then I remembered that she's 14 years old and realised she'd never heard of Audrey and was just humouring me. *sigh*
A few years ago, when I was relatively new to working with (and talking to) teenagers I was stunned to realise that this kid i was talking to had never heard of Chernobyl. Or the Cold War. *blink* I remember trying to explain about docos on TV that told you what to do in the event of a nuclear war. I can't remember how old I was when I saw one of those but I remember lying awake all night afterwards, terrified. And being forced to watch 'The Day After' and 'Threads' at school.
Don't miss living with that unease.
Yes I know we could all be wiped out by SARS or AIDS mutation or some not taken seriously enough conflict like India/Pakistan but there's not the same sense of personal threat.
*shrug*
Been to Chernobyl, btw. Or rather to the edge of the exclusion zone. Guarded by big guy with machine gun.
And it's after midnight here and we've just an Aboriginal woman with a tiny child knock on our door and ask us to ring a taxi for her. This isn't even the first time something like this has happened. Last time there were several small children and requests for money for the taxi. (it was early evening last time and I'd opened the front door. We have a security screen door) Obviously didn't open the door this time. Just a tad scary.
Going to bed now.