aesmael

Since recently finding some slight ability to organise my time - this is how I have been able to be cleaning - I have also been using this new-found time to catch up on things I have let get away from me. This includes email and LiveJournal comments; I stopped making a policy of checking those in March 2007, so there is a fair bit of catching up to do. I think you can imagine.

Last night I deleted 34 pages from my Hotmail inbox and have since moved on to Gmail. Why? Because there have been things I wanted to reply to but had set aside for 'later' and because I want to get rid of distracting clutter, have most available what I most want to be there.

Doing this has also stirred up a few memories. Like when my cat died in 2006, before I had met anyone I still am in contact with. Or the different styles of presentation and identity I have (and still) cycle(d) through. Right now I am up to my first, self-introductory post in transgender. It was surprising (fun and interesting) to see who replied and how many of those people have been or became ongoing contacts, often for reasons unrelated to that post.

jaydestwilight, who was regular on my flist until vanishing. Is considered something of a prototype for the artistic, mysteriously ethereal and vaguely snobbish.
udonman, was someone I met prior to joining LJ, the only contact I had here for about a week, and at the time we were tending to being an item. But we have nearly no contact these days.
ftmichael surprisingly did NOT give me a list of resources. That may have been the only direct interaction we had.
aki_no_kaze was someone I wanted to add for a long time after, but did not because I felt I needed to 'justify' that sort of thing.
kittymink. I still don't know this person.
xtractdthoughts. Nor this one.
anti_peace_riot, AKA varinobo. Was a mutual contact for a long while before defriending me without explanation.
ishottheserif. It seems we have been on hugging terms much longer than I realised. May have been the first person I gave ~public textual hugs to.
whimsical_esper. Someone I added for being awesome elsewhere, not realising we'd previously met!

So done I bow, and bid adieu for now.
*vanishes 'mid smoke again into the depths of history*

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This is convenient. Over the past couple of days I had been considering writing a post on this topic.

In my earliest memory I could not have been older than three years, almost certainly under two on account of where we were living. I had just woken up, and recall a strong impression of green, likely the carpet. What I recall most, however, are my thoughts. I wondered if this world were real or illusion, suspecting I might not have woken up and I or someone else were dreaming. I could not be sure, so I went along with this provisional reality just in case, resolved to consider this further as I could.

The matter remains under investigation.

Reminds me of something I used to watch when I was younger (and it was shown):

Link goes here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrDiW00__C4

    Watched it for the first time last night. It was just as tangentially related to the source material as I expected and bore, in my opinion, closer resemblance to Caves of Steel and Caliban than I, Robot. Very surprised to discover the central character was not named Elijah Bailey (just looked it up; I am terrible with character names in film).
    What I think annoyed me most was that they made Susan Calvin into the sidekick. She is a brilliant robopsychologist, not someone who needs Hansel & Gretel explained to her, nor a person who needs constant saving. She was one of my childhood heroes and it was painful seeing her made a foil to the protagonist.
    I suppose there is no market for science fiction detective stories.
    The truth is, I did not actually pay much attention to the film. It simply was not interesting. I only watched it to compare with the original collection

    Now I suppose I should scrounge around for a copy to reassure myself that Susan really was intelligent, perceptive, sharp... I remember her as being middle-aged too, although she has been older and younger in stories. *sigh* She did have a nice coat.

    The rest of the film is very rantable too. I do not think I can consider this film for what it is or tried to be; it reminds me too much of what it is not.