Naiad of Delphi

I'm voicing it because I said I would and was graciously allowed to be up this morning so I could try and fix things -- but I'm at a loss really on that one.

There is a serious problem among some of us and it's name is Facebook.
I was talked into getting "an FB" in order to add people to various games so that things could be unlocked, but now others of us are using my account as a means to play for longer and that's just not good. The obsessive tendency for completion is just amplified by the fact that there are now three different accounts and things can be sent back and forth and then also there are three versions of the same thing which need completion and it's just...Not Good.

As I said last night I don't know that the so-called "drastic measure" of deleting everything Facebook is necessary but if something is not done it's going to be at that point because it's ridiculous. Totally sodding ridiculous.

I'm perfectly content to delete mine. It was fun for me at first but if it's going to be a huge issue it can go. I'm fine with that, if others really want to get in touch with me specifically there are ways. I have this and I now have my own email or they can just ask elsewhere I'm sure.

I know that Faith's is purportedly attached to the "design website" but I'm sure there are other ways to handle that without it being Facebook'd or perhaps just cut down to one Facebook and delete all this blasted games? I imagine there's a way to do it and not add them again. It's just getting to the self-control point that it can be done.

I think I paid my debts, did the kitchen, a load of laundry and made dinner, all in all about four-five hours of work. Not really counting, just I feel I should do something, even if I'm told I don't have to, cos...it feels right, right? Though in a stroke of pure genius, right? I've put the potatoes in to roast and try to check them and realize I put every single bloody oven mitt in the washer and have nothing to get the hot roasting tin out of the oven with, bloody brilliant me! Yay, quad-folded dish towel to the rescue, sort of...I think I still burned myself through it later on once they'd heated up more and I was doing them and the meat. Oh, well, that's what I get for not planning ahead.

Insights? Yes, no, maybe? 

And I had them and now they're gone.

Oh! There's one. I think there was someone who came in, A.J. maybe? Right when we first moved here, perhaps that's why they didn't stick. It was an attempt to be able to be more social at school (okay maybe that's not A.J. she's not exactly the social type) but given Ami's primary thing was being school...there wasn't much chance of that sticking because she had no confidence in her ability to do anything but be school/intelligence/focused before there was more of an ability to learn and grow outside of that, if you get me? 

It came to be that it was truly believed that school was it, being smart, doing well, that was the only way to be.  I was trying to write it down in the written book the other day before I got interrupted. That while Mum was saying that Kiddy seemed to have developed a lot of bio-father traits despite him not being there, that a lot of that really was Gran, don't make a fuss, pick up, keep moving, and all of that, suck it up. Gran's Victorian stiff-upper lip, and also her thing about vanity. There's nothing like getting told you're a vain creature over and over to make you start believing it, and also being told you're a liar over and over to make you start believing that too even when you're telling the truth just because she can't comprehend it. I think this would be why any time anyone within ear shot would accuse someone of doing something wrong Ami would automatically freak out as if she were going to be thrown in jail. But then I think how is "Gran" supposed to understand that a child can't relate to her own reflection and that's why she keeps looking at it? So, there's that contradiction, how can you be vain and ugly at the same time? how can you be completely plain and fat and never attract a man and yet be getting your hair ripped out at the roots because beauty is pain? how can it be that there has never been a girl so messy as you? and so on.

I know she's not here any more but these things have been knocking around with me for a while given she used to come back and switch jobs with me every once in a while or come back and hide out with me and my brood, so I saw more of her freak-outs and panic attacks and so on.

I think that part of Max's shtick might be that everyone was so hung up on the intelligence factor and that's why he pretends to be so stupid. I've never understood how someone can have a photographic memory and yet not be able to spell, besides if you are system memory and filter everything that seriously has to mean that you take the time to actively mis-spell everything, doesn't it? Or am I missing something? 

Anyway, I think that's enough from me I imagine I've stirred things up enough. Things have been coming to me for a while and they tend to slide away before I have a means to get them out.

I'm off to go spiff up the kitchen by way of payment to Faith for making this really posh layout which still fills me with glee.

But I thought I would write a bit more about myself as I am developing a couple of what is the word, followers, interested parties? watchers? readers? does it really matter? no...anyway...plus, it does help.

I'm Rose. I started out being called Debbi, but do like Rose better, for a while it was Debbi-Rose, but the Debbi seems to have dropped entirely and I can't say I'm sorry. The other day I got a bit of a laugh out of the fact that I remembered Gran actually couldn't stand roses. They were her least favorite flower, which is made all the funnier by the fact Grandad had about six rose bushes right by the front bay windows.

I do remember England, I was out more then. I used to babysit. I would take the cousins up to the village and the parks and Max and I would flip-flop playing and goofing around with them. Some times he would break into the school yard and we would play there in the nature reserve and the fields. When we moved I was out a little bit, but then after the way Frank was that was a big NO, you know, we'll just go back here, and we'll play for a while, and we'll come out when it's safe, and other than a few sneak-outs that's the way it was.

I like to bake. On school holidays after we moved here I would some times "sneak" away from my post to make brownies or cup cakes.

Other things, I believe in the oneness of the universe. One of my favourite stories that I heard is about the idea that there is are omniscient universal beings that each of the different cultures has seen with a different faces, because everyone interprets things differently thanks to their own experiences. Tis why I didn't freak out when Faith said she felt more tied to the Aesir than the "God and Goddess" etcetera etcetera. I mean, they're Gods why do they have to look a certain way :p

Anyway, I should get that kitchen cleaned and see about making a bit of lunch and get something out to thaw for dinner.

Hello and ta-ra to peoples

Consider me blown away. I think the header looks just amazing! I don't think there's anyone reading on here but Faith and the rest of us right now, but still! I have to what's the word? Squee? Whatever it is I'm doing it!! Looks brilliant! Well chuffed! 

On things of a bit more importance. If I'm not around to tell D tomorrow, not that it's anything much the answer on the whole nymph "obsession" as he puts it versus water fear thing is that I have no idea! I'm just excited to know that I like naiads because I LIKE NAIADS not because Ami was a water-baby or anything else, but because it's something that I like, and there you are :p

S'pose I should never have said I'd think about it. Inevitable then, right? 
Expect I'll splurge for a while making posts then forget about this place for a bit.
But anyway, Faith, at least you can practice by making a spiffy naiad layout, right? Please and thank you <3

Okay! Well, then! Don't expect me to get twitter or anything now. That's just bonkers!