Scotch That Idea…

Posted: October 24, 2013 in Uncategorized
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That's right.  It's a tart in tartan...

That’s right. It’s a tart in tartan…

WHAT I’M WEARING:  I’m back to my ‘default’ shape, the Gigi Teen.  I’ve decided to only wear outfits suitable for trick or treating from now to Halloween, so today I broke out the Highlander Lass from Tamiron Forge: Kilt, Wrap, Bracers, and ‘Lass Top’ all in a red and black tartan.  The Lass Top is essentially a Tartan bra so I’m not violating any dress codes, interestingly it’s a prim, not an underlayer.  Boots are also part of the set.  I wanted a suitable Scottish coloration, so I went with the Amar skin from WoW skins, a ‘milk’ colored skin, and added a freckles tattoo-layer that came from *avd*.  The hair, which looks pretty blonde to my eye, is actually the Calla ImSoPreddy in Pale Red.  The panther and dragon “tribal” tats and a black choker, both source unknown, are the only accessories I added to the outfit.  Simple, yet sexy.

So, the pellet with the poison's in the flagon with the dragon?

So, the pellet with the poison’s in the flagon with the dragon?

WHERE I’M AT: Late, so late for an important date!  Not really, but I decided once again to play SL search roulette for a place to pose.  The word was ‘late’ and unlike the words ‘incredible’, ‘free’, and ‘hospital’, the word late didn’t send me to sex sims.  Yay!  Instead visited a TV studio (for Late Night with Zaine), the Shire of Homewood (a late medieval period role play setting), and Babbage’s Palisade (because of a shop selling ‘late 19th century firearms’)  Ironically, I also found a landmark to a late 50’s hospital that was exactly what I was looking for yesterday, but had been swamped out by all the sex hospitals.  And today I don’t care anymore.  I’ve moved on.  It happens.

They said I couldn't be trained.... Yet all aboard and here I am!

They said I couldn’t be trained…. Yet all aboard and here I am!

WHAT’S ON MY MIND: For the record, my firsty survived his trip to the ADD specialist yesterday.  I’m thinking it is an evaluation by Catch-22.  A catch 22 is “a dilemma or difficult circumstance from which there is no escape because of mutually conflicting or dependent conditions.” according to our friendly online dictionary.  The phrase comes from the Joseph Heller novel of the same name, where catch 22 specifically refers to a military insanity policy.  Anyone who is insane is excused from combat missions… only they have to request the exemption to get it… and if they request the exemption, that shows they don’t want to fly dangerous combat missions, which is inherent evidence of sanity.  Likewise, there have been enough hoops to jump through in the ADD evaluation process, including paperwork to keep straight, lists of things to bring, multiple appointments, time delay (because the specialist is very busy), etc., that if my firsty manages to complete all the steps to receive an ADD diagnosis, we probably doesn’t have it after all.

It’s frustrating however.  Picture a circle with a dot in the middle.  The dot represents how a mind operates on average.  But we all have our ups and downs, and lefts and rights- so from moment to moment the mind varies within the range described by the circle, usually close to the center, but ranging out to the edges of the circle.  Now for my mind, I’m not sure if my dot, (my baseline) is inside or outside the region that would be considered ADD or not.  I do know that my circle definitely extends into that region, and that I can feel my mind go extra-squirrelly some days.  I can kind of ‘flex’ my mind and push myself to a little more focused than usual, but it is exhausting, and if I’m sick, or not sleeping well, or just tired, I can’t pull that off for very long.  And sometimes I just forget to focus, because it isn’t a default setting.  On the other hand, I’m almost never bored because I’m easily amused and perfectly willing and able to amuse myself.  I also see humor and amusement where other people miss it, because I look at the world a little skew.  It’s a trade off, I just wish I had a little more control over my mind’s settings on some days…

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