hmpf: Cole and Ramse from the show not actually called "Splinter" (Default)
is that I always get tempted away from social things by books or comics (mostly books and comics, that is. Occasionally TV or games.)

I really think, sometimes, that I need therapy to learn to cope with *people*. It can't be normal that even *pleasant* social interaction is so draining for me that I shy away from it, can it?

I've been job hunting and doing housework and reading, mostly. Yes, I stopped the LJ catch-up almost immediately after I'd started. There was a rather large number of interesting job ads recently, but that's no excuse, really.

Gah.

Have some recs:

[livejournal.com profile] beccatoria made another awesome Farscape vid! Actually, I'm sure she's made at least a dozen good vids recently, because she went a bit crazy last month and tried (possibly even managed?) to make one vid(let) per day. So head over there and enjoy!

Did you realise you can read shitloads of classics of the fantastic genres for free on gutenberg.org? I've decided it's time to check out some of that old stuff, and have read Peter Pan and am currently reading The Napoleon of Notting Hill (I read The Man Who Was Thursday years ago, though maybe a reread is in order...) Peter Pan was much odder, and darker, than I expected. TNoNH is about as odd as I expected, because after TMWWT I expect major weirdness from Chesterton. Got any recs of other old stuff I should check out? Maybe A Voyage to Arcturus? That's definitely available there. Or I could try to get back into News from Nowhere, I started that two years ago and then was interrupted by uni stuff...

I've also reread two webcomics I'd more or less stopped checking regularly because they were (and still are) in the habit of going on really long hiatuses. They're both really really good, though. Dicebox is social science fiction with beautiful art and very three-dimensional characters and relationships. Hero is fantasy with religous/mythological overtones, possibly set after some apocalyptic(?) conflict between some analogues between the forces of heaven and hell. Or something. Beautiful digital watercolour manga art, and a surprising sense of humour. (For even more webcomics, check out the links in my sidebar here.)

I've spent a bit of time playing flash games, too:

I really enjoyed Little Rocket, despite the fact that it took me ridiculously long to learn how to control the rocket. But when I finally had the hang of it, I played the entire game through twice.

Endeavor is a nice, big-pixeled exploration platformer.

Looming plays like an extremely minimalist, retro version of Myst.

Seasons is another beautiful web toy/experience by the maker of Windosill.

The Dreamerz (don't ask me about the stupid "z"!) is a charming little point-and-click adventure that feels like you're reading a slightly surreal picture book.

And Transform is another example of patented Eyemaze madness. In other words, it's awesome.

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I just rediscovered a very fitting old tag so I'm using it...
hmpf: Show of my heart (angsty)
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, all you people I love and keep failing. (And the ones I don't know as well but sorta like, too.) I *was* doing well about catching up, and then I... slipped. Again. And here I am, standing in the tracks watching the disappearing train, with a thousand other things demanding my attention.

Okay, here's an experiment. It's a little past ten p.m. I usually get tired around 3 a.m. Let's see if I can get five solid hours of (uni) work in for once. If I manage *that* I'll allow myself an hour of catching up tomorrow. There are a few people whose LJs I've been afraid to check, recently, because I'm a coward and I think you may need me and I don't know what to do.

I'm sorry guys. It's not even that I'm too busy to keep in touch, exactly, though by rights I should be. I should have been so busy these last couple of months.

It's... complicated. It's my brain making excuses (mostly subconscious ones, at that) to procrastinate, both when I need to work *and* when I need to do things to... keep in touch. Because interacting with people I care about, for some reason, becomes 'work', too, in my mind; it becomes stressful (I'm sure it is to everyone, really, to some degree, but most people seem to be better at dealing with it than I am), and I can only do so much of it before I need to run. For a while.

(I know I've said that before, or something like it, recently.)

So the last week and a half (or the last two weeks? My sense of time gets screwed up, too, when I get like this) I've been running (which means: turning inwards; reading; writing; drawing; taking walks around the neighbourhood; even hanging out at internet message boards because that's kind of... inconsequential; but not: meeting or phoning or e-mailing people I really care about.) And now work has become so pressing that I *actually* don't have the time to do my catching up, all thanks to my feverish procrastination of the past so-and-so-many weeks.

All right. Twenty past. I need to get working now.

See you tomorrow.

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