Stuffs and things (or, my extended easter weekend)
Had an interesting few days, since I last updated. First, Exodus weekend. I'll update my Cassandra post later tonight. Had a huge lot of fun, solved some problems, found a few answers and a lot of questions, and amused myself with a running gag that basically only I got :P (I was kinda emulating dr McCoy every time people got Cas to do stuff, like "I'm a folklorist, not an [X]!" *grins*). And I found out that when I'm tired enough, not even drunk people understand my jokes. ;)
Also, I noticed larp is an interesting way of facing the 'bad things' in your life...
Exodus 2 had me investigate a poisoning, which is one of my phobias, but I wasn't even scared.
This time, we met Rebecca, the mentally challenged daughter of Kabul Kajefas. Whose behavior threw me a bit off guard - it actually kinda reminded me of myself in, ehm, less happy times. The rocking, the uncontrolled emotions... I'm not mentally challenged, of course, but it did sort of reflect that scary autist part of me. (No, dear readers, unless you're my best friend/family, you've never seen that and you never will - I can control that part of me enough not to show it to most people.) And somehow, comforting and helping her kind of felt like comforting that bit of myself. Funny, how stuff that nobody intended to be that profound can actually symbolize something like that to you.
And if the interesting possible development Nieske was grinning about actually happens, I'll have to face another phobia of mine (pregnancy/childbirth, one of my biggest phobias and most definitely the silliest) at some future Exodus. Which, actually, I'm not really against, since it would make for some interesting plot for those 2 characters - but since Cassandra is kinda close to them, it would be a bit of a mindfuck again.
I think the whole point with larp is that it's almost real, but not actually. You experience stuff, but it's not the real thing, it can't harm anyone, and it's not you experiencing it as such, it's your character. Kinda like how they use virtual reality in exposure therapy - I suppose that's why these things don't get me scared or angry, but actually feel helpful. Weird. Kinda cool, though.
When I got home after Exodus, I was exhausted and a bit sick, but I did join my family in painting easter eggs. I made a pink fairy one and a 'Cheeseter egg' (a reference to an Exodus joke). I wanted to take a pic of the cheese one and put it on here, but my mom ate it :(. She did give me the shell fragments, but I dunno whether those would even show the painting properly in a pic, so whatever. The fairy one also has hearts and a flower - delightfully girlishly wrong. :P
Oh, and my Derren Brown tickets arrived while I was away, so yay!
Monday, we went to my gran's for easter lunch. Was cool, but I fell asleep on the couch halfway through the visit and slept for most of the rest of it. Nobody seemed to mind, though.
Yesterday, my mom's half sister from Ireland was in Amsterdam with her kids, so I got to meet my cousins for the first time. We went to the zoo, which was a lot of fun. Calem, the oldest (he's 10) is a lot like me at that age - hyper, curious, full of knowledge and constantly talking and joking. We got along pretty well. His sister, Anna, who's 8, is a sweetheart, and kinda funny as well (she claimed to have 'an ankle piercing' and wanted to take the otters home as pets). I hereby officially declare that kids related to me are WAY cooler than other kids. :P
Today, I did exactly nothing. Tomorrow, I'm gonna see about getting a new phone (some bastard on the subway stole my new Nokia last week).
Till next update, I bid thee farewell!
Also, I noticed larp is an interesting way of facing the 'bad things' in your life...
Exodus 2 had me investigate a poisoning, which is one of my phobias, but I wasn't even scared.
This time, we met Rebecca, the mentally challenged daughter of Kabul Kajefas. Whose behavior threw me a bit off guard - it actually kinda reminded me of myself in, ehm, less happy times. The rocking, the uncontrolled emotions... I'm not mentally challenged, of course, but it did sort of reflect that scary autist part of me. (No, dear readers, unless you're my best friend/family, you've never seen that and you never will - I can control that part of me enough not to show it to most people.) And somehow, comforting and helping her kind of felt like comforting that bit of myself. Funny, how stuff that nobody intended to be that profound can actually symbolize something like that to you.
And if the interesting possible development Nieske was grinning about actually happens, I'll have to face another phobia of mine (pregnancy/childbirth, one of my biggest phobias and most definitely the silliest) at some future Exodus. Which, actually, I'm not really against, since it would make for some interesting plot for those 2 characters - but since Cassandra is kinda close to them, it would be a bit of a mindfuck again.
I think the whole point with larp is that it's almost real, but not actually. You experience stuff, but it's not the real thing, it can't harm anyone, and it's not you experiencing it as such, it's your character. Kinda like how they use virtual reality in exposure therapy - I suppose that's why these things don't get me scared or angry, but actually feel helpful. Weird. Kinda cool, though.
When I got home after Exodus, I was exhausted and a bit sick, but I did join my family in painting easter eggs. I made a pink fairy one and a 'Cheeseter egg' (a reference to an Exodus joke). I wanted to take a pic of the cheese one and put it on here, but my mom ate it :(. She did give me the shell fragments, but I dunno whether those would even show the painting properly in a pic, so whatever. The fairy one also has hearts and a flower - delightfully girlishly wrong. :P
Oh, and my Derren Brown tickets arrived while I was away, so yay!
Monday, we went to my gran's for easter lunch. Was cool, but I fell asleep on the couch halfway through the visit and slept for most of the rest of it. Nobody seemed to mind, though.
Yesterday, my mom's half sister from Ireland was in Amsterdam with her kids, so I got to meet my cousins for the first time. We went to the zoo, which was a lot of fun. Calem, the oldest (he's 10) is a lot like me at that age - hyper, curious, full of knowledge and constantly talking and joking. We got along pretty well. His sister, Anna, who's 8, is a sweetheart, and kinda funny as well (she claimed to have 'an ankle piercing' and wanted to take the otters home as pets). I hereby officially declare that kids related to me are WAY cooler than other kids. :P
Today, I did exactly nothing. Tomorrow, I'm gonna see about getting a new phone (some bastard on the subway stole my new Nokia last week).
Till next update, I bid thee farewell!