A Sword Short

Social Interaction

Here's a worrying thought that I've been mulling over for some time. It seems like I can only get to know people intimately over instant messenger, not the real world. Statistically at least it looks like that, as if you go through my list of close friends you'll suddenly notice that most of them I rarely (if ever see) see face to face. This lack of human contact may be part of the reason I'm kind of going mad ... ^_^

There's just some part of me that believes that the compulsive desire to loop through IM->Myspace->Email is an action representative of an unhealthy mindset.

Do 'normal people' feel that compulsive need for social interaction on any level, or is it a compulsion created by the social networking technologies available to us today?

I shall need to continue this train of thought later ...

Ever felt lost in the woods?

Muck-Up Photos

After some very late notice from school I've rallied together what resources I have for the Year 12 muck-up photos tomorrow. This mainly consists of a Light Horse uniform for the mere fact that both my parents do reenactment of the Australian Light Horse, so this stuff is literally just lying around the house.

Reference Photo - Australian light horsemen riding waler horses

If I could flesh it out further I'd ride in on Razz, my old horse, carrying the old bugle my father used to own and with rifle in handle and sword lying on my belt. Only issues with those are, in sequential order, Razz, the one horse I trusted with my whole heart, passed on some time ago, my father sold the old bugle, and finally I highly doubt it's legal to ride into a school in possession of either a sword or a 303 rifle - but one can dream no? =]

Your despondent anachronism,
Smerity