Requiem for a fellow Boardie

I think I'm inclined to go with Low on this one. Although I didn't know xxlittle_onexx at all, we occasionally posted in the same threads and LJ entries. With nothing to necessarily say about her from personal experience, I can only salute her as one would a fallen comrade. Ave atque vale.

Hail, Boardie, farewell. May you find rest, peace, and a better life (if that's what you're up for). May the Divine find favor with you and make you happy.

And cover your ears when FLEET gives the salute - those cannons are loud, even in the afterlife.

Monday...

...was okay. Sort of. Paycheck deposited, noticed that not many places are doing a whole lot of hiring in our area that are advertising in their windows, and generally wondering about the status of my employment prospects for summer. It may turn out to work well in the end anyway. We'll just have to see. I share Llewelyn's optimism. Let's not spoil it, okay?

Look at the pretty clouds.

I think I've finally found an in to getting scholarly works on my last segment - problem is that the one that I support is the one that comes first chronologically, and has to appear first for the others to make any sort of sense. I think. I'll talk a bit with my advisor and see how to handle it, but I guess I'll just have to say that I come back to it as the one I like.

And note to myself in September - file that continuing student form. Not that I'll ever remember that far in advance, so I suspect the government will send me another couple of notices in the mail about how my loans are about to come due. From there, we'll work things out.

And I think someone's started to put a finger on why people might need a revolution to come about. And also the difficulties we have these day of bringing one into existence. I have to admit, in talking with the socialist, the idea of religion and spirituality disappearing under the apparent superiority of science is not a pleasant future to me.

And now, the Silver gets Introspective corner - consider this your warning to stop now if you don't want to be bored by ramblings about subjects to which you may not be concerned.

After going bowling with the fur group, I've been thinking about my own fur (scale?) possibilities. So watch as I wander through my own thought processes and see if you or I make anything coherent out of it.

In the beginning (ominous voice, possible lightning and thunder) I thought of the idea of anthro and furriness as something not too different from role-playing any other character - I had no problems with people doing that, as by the time I suspect I was rather Adept at it myself. Thus, no real hang-ups about the whole concept, even if my premises are potentially a little off-base. And I continued that merry way through most of high school and into college. Since in college I start attending ACEN, I get a slightly better exposure to the ideas as they're an off-message board phenomenon now. And then welah and torakiyoshi are both furry-types, and I meet sporklord and so on and so on.

For me, however, it's always been that the character, the Adept, that has any sort of thing to do with animals - he's got a dragon on his shoulder, after all. When I feel like channeling him, the dragon sits on my shoulder, too. And he's just as much a smartass to me as he is to Silver, I might add. But now I'm considering whether or not I'm really just displacing my own scaly nature onto something else. I'd be okay with that, if it turns out that I'm the dragon. (Although I haven't quite grasped the ageless wisdom bit, in my opinion) It would probably just put him on a different level of "me"-ness than he is right now. I've asked some people "What made you decide to be a fur?" and a lot of them respond, "Well, it's really more that you were always a fur, and now you're just realizing it." I know that answer's true for people who identify as Otherkin and lifestylers, but is it true for the "casual" fur as well?

I'm holding myself back from the identification, because I'm not really sure that I could legitimately call myself a fur, if it's really something else, and without a solid, particularly identifiable bit that I can use as the measuring stick, I'm a little hesitant to claim anything. It's probably true that "You're as furry as you think you are", but I get nervous in those sorts of things, because I'm never sure if I am or not. Probably has something to do with the armor my Western astrological sign likes to carry around. (And on the one where I could have been born a dragon, not so - a boar. At least the elemental signs match up.)

So that's the jumble of my thoughts at the moment. Anyone who can help untangle (or those who feel like knotting things up more), be welcome to make comment. Hopefully I can get things sorted out in my own mind. (Bah - that's a Herculean task - I still get confused about simple things like religion and spirituality...)