Kiwis Corner

I’ve just skimmed through a pretty funny book. Or a very sad and depressing book, depending on how you see it. It’s called De övergivnas arme, wich translated to english becomes The abandoneds army. It was released in 1997, and it’s supposed to be a critical wiew on the dangers of RPGs and LARPs.
   If you are at all interested in the subject and have ever spoke with people who actually have this hobby you will quickly notice that the whole book is pretty much bullshit. It has a few valid points, such as: adults, talk to your children and let them know you love them. And: most people interested in RPGs are verbal, social and intelligent.

I promise all of you out there: those of us who play RPGs will not form an army and take over the world.
   Yes, there are some RPGers that are depressed. Some are outcasts in their schools and some are a danger to themselfes and others. But there are also very successfull buissnessmen- and -women. There are happy mothers, good students and even fil.dr amongst us. We do not want the dangerous ones with a weak sense of reality amongst us. But I seriously doubt that RPGing is any more dangerous then acting on a stage in a play. I’ve had more upsetting experiences during acting classes then during RPGing.

I did some research online a moment ago, and I found one of the authors’ blog. Aparantly she still gets TONS of mail pointing out the wrongs of this book.
   She also wonders why the swedish LARPs and RPGs are so filled with violence. Can’t we be more like a japanese cosplay meeting at a cafe in Tokyo she heard about where everybody dressed up in colorful suits and was happy and played for a while? It’s obvious that she either found some kind of kitten play-cosplay event or has no idea what she talks about AGAIN. Most of the characters people dress up like comes from anime series and manga. Most of wich are very violent. Even the very cute Kore ga watashi no goshujin sama!? (He is my master!?) has very violent fistfights, air soft-battles and a very high level of soft core porn.
Perhaps she would be happier at a furry/plushie-convention.

In the 11 years since the book came out it has not been re-edited. No information has been withdrawn or added. Yet she still lives on that book and that old -incorrect- information. She has as late as june this year published excerps from the book in her blog.
The only expertise she can claim in this area is that she is a drama teacher. I’m sure she’s a good teacher and a decent person. And it makes me sad that -after this blog-entry- I probably won’t have more energy to put on her. Wich means I won’t have the energy to contact and discuss with her. Also, I don’t feel like an elite RPGer, one of wich she wants to get in touch with. Also, I honestly doubt that it would make any difference if I so had a phd on the subject.

Well. Time to go to bed. It’s getting late, and I feel my mood sinking more and more. I just hope I get to sleep without nightmares and anxiety attacs tonight. 

I’m moving!
Not yet, for some reason we get access to the new apartement on new years eve. And not very far, about 500m north from where I live now. But the neighbourhood is brand new, they’re building it as I write this, and it’s close to Uppsala Centrum. Just 500m further then my current apartement ^_^ And as long as I keep paying the rent I get to live there indefinitely. Yay!

This is the blue print for the apartement: 

 

For almost two years now I’ve sat silently and done nothing (except comforting her) while he lies and lies to to her and hurts her really badly. For two years now I’ve tried to keep my anger inside on her request. A couple of weeks ago I finally said something to him. I told him how dissapointed I was in him for doing this, that I had hoped and hoped for him to overcome his fears and difficulties and be able to stop lying.
I know that he’s not well. He has been through ALOT of bad things, and gets pretty much ignored by the psychiatry for some reason. But so has she. The troubles they’ve had in their relationship has not only been his fault.
But enough is enough. If I have to, I’ll chain him to the wall in my basement so he won’t hurt her anymore. Or the other girl, who fortunately has seen much earlier then my friend what he is really like. I hope she is wise enough to keep away. Far away.

I wish I was mean and violent. I would break in to his apartement and smear poop all over his furniture. I would pee in his computer, puke in his refridgerator, leave the fridge open and turn it of to ruin all the food, turn on the taps and block the drains, smash his car and burn his books.
But I’m not mean and violent. I’m not very stong or brave. I’m not even very mean at all.
I’m just small and upset and sad. I love her. She is my best friend. And I can do nothing.

As the title implies, I’m wondering. I’m wondering why we get new scheduals atleast twice a year at my job. I liked the last one. Why are we changeing again? I’ve e-mailed and asked.
But to me it seems odd.

So much is happening, and I wish I could write about all of it!
I’ve tried for a week- but I haven’t sorted it all out myself yet. But I’ll try to get the big picture down.

I went to Ödesväv II (a larp) and came back home. I had so much fun and so much to do! Unfortunately I got burnt in the sun so I had to sit in the shadow behind the tent for two days, but people came to see me there so it was ok. We went swimming in the lake almost every day, and in the evenings we partied. We cooked over open fire, slept in a big tent and didn’t have to worry about the real world for a week. No internet, no cell-phones, no stereos or cars… It’s so wonderfully relaxing! I can hardly wait ’till next summer!
But I’m glad I played human and not an elf or something. All that make-up in the heat must have been hard to stand. Also, I bet us humans had more fun!
I think I might have been flirted with too, the last evening at the post-larp party. But I don’t know. I suck at interpreting that kind of things and I’m to afraid to make a fool of myself to dare to do anything if I’m not completely sure. Also, I don’t really know how to flirt back. Or really, how to flirt at all.

My boys has a new cage. It’s big and beautiful! And they seem to love it. I just have to modify it a bit, put in some more hatches and stuff to make it more accessible to me when I clean it and try to get the boys out. 

Yesterday I was at Fredriks moving-in party. It was great! I had so much fun! I’m so glad he moved in to Paulis apartement so I can get to know him!

This is the last evening of my vacation. Tomorrow it’s back to reality again. I would like to have more vacation ofcourse, but really it feels good to go back to work to. My only fear is that I won’t survive the heat while doing stuff like walking the dogs and cooking… But if I’m to trust the metrologists I’ll just get wet. It’s supposed to rain ALOT for a week or two. Poor people in Visby…
I felt really bad for all the people who had come to Stockholm to celebrate Euro-Pride. It rained on the parade. But my sources states that it was fun anyway and that the mood was really good.

I have to go shopping soon. I’m to attend a wedding the weekend after next and I need something nice to wear.
The wedding is at the same time that Lina celebrates her birthday It’s sad that I can’t attend both. I wish I could clone myself! Atleast I found a great birtdaypresent!

Time to go. Bye!