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I'm Siobhan Curran/Kisa Naumova, and this is my weblog. I tend to write about stuff like crossdressing, Macs, code, cats, wine and Second Life, but in general it's just an ongoing conversation about all sorts of stuff. If you'd like to know a little bit more about what this all is, I recommend starting on this page which has a little bit of info on who I am, and what I'm trying to do — or you could dive into my five years worth of archives if you like.

Otherwise, feel free to close this box and explore...

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This is a placeholder. Essentially, it's a signifier to myself that there's something I need to write about — something along the lines of 'a consistent need for new things', and possibly some form of self-depreciating analysis. But also, an indication to myself that I'm far too drunk, and far too tired, to actually make any headway into the subject.

Of course, any such Statement Of Intent™ to write about Things Like That™ comes with my usual caveat — that I'll leave myself the distinct opportunity and possibility to Completely Forget™ or Go Off On A Tangent™, and never actually write down what's in my head right now.

Build your own LEGO Stormtrooper

OMG OMG OMG! — (via Jon )

G-ONE — sonic surfing by satellite

"The G-ONE (Global Orbit Navigation Engine) invites you to virtually hop on a satellite and scratch across the Earth's topography, just as the needle of a record player scratches across a record."

Stephanie's Pillowbook — "Explanations"

"People enter a world already created — and everything within that world conspires to make them conform" — something I've been saying for a while, but much more elegantly put

Hex Color Picker

"Lets you get and edit hexadecimal HTML color codes in the standard Mac OS X color panel."

Kaneva: Not Enough Fantasy?

"Until then, developers have to understand that the appeal of the virtual world is to create things that are impossible in the real world." — like gravity-defying dresses for a start...

Aiiieeeeeeee!

Oh, you are SO getting returned...

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I'm having a bit of an odd day today :unsure: It's beautiful outside, yet I'm finding it very difficult to summon up the energy or enthusiasm to even open the door and take a peek at the oncoming Springness that seems to be suggesting itself.

Instead, I've been randomly reading feeds, blogs and photostreams, and bumming around aimlessly in Second Life — pausing only to help a newbie with a clothing crisis (Box On Head™!) and indulge my self-portraiture habits.

Maybe it's because I look like shit today — hair scraped back in a rat's-tailed attempt at a ponytail, skin flakey and post-shaved-raw — but the ennui is surprisingly pervasive.

I think I'm going to have myself a little nap...

Perhaps if you went out and got some air, you might not look quite so shit...?

/me gets my coat

Miss K

Hmm. Good point :unsure:

Point

Mosslook

This comment apropos of nothing, so much as a celebration of the fact that I've finally been able to change my Gravatar away from a 2+ year old image that doesn't resemble me, any more.

I know that you needed to know that. You did, really.

Koan

I had to refresh, but I see it now :smile:

Paranoia

Right. Um, I have a bit of a direct question to ask. See, I'm rather proud of my hair. As much as it needs styling somehow, it's bloody long and a bit lush thankyouverymuch.

But something's been concerning me of late :unsure: Every once in a while, my mother points out to me how bald her side of the family is, and presumes that seeing as I have her nose, I obviously have her hair as well.

Actually, sidetracking for a second, I'm consistently being told horror stories about my Dad's weight by my mother. Ten years ago, it was "Well, you know your Dad was skinny until he was twenty five, and now look at him" (he's 'portly'). Five years ago, it was "Well, you know your Dad was skinny until he was thirty, and now look at him". And, of course, recently ... well, you can probably guess :wink:

Mum's side are skinny and bald. Dad's side are chubby with thick black hair well into their sixties.

I seem to have landed the best of both deals :smile:

Having said that though, I am very much aware of my temples. Sure, I look at the clumps of hair that fall out every time I wash and dry it and panic a little — but I know that hair does that. And sure, I sometimes pull my ponytail back into a Council House Face Lift™ "just to see" (or to get the sodding stuff away from my face if it's annoying me), and the words "peak" and "widow's" spring immediately to mind — not necessarily in that order.

I mean, I'd worry about it, if it wasn't for the fact that photos of me from years ago show the same 'pinkiness' around the temples. It's just that watching a documentary about combovers a few minutes ago, I started to get really paranoid about my hair.

It was a definition that someone offered as to what a combover was:

If you use hair from somewhere else on your head to hide baldness, then it's a combover.

And I thought "Shit. Do I do that?" :unsure:

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Heh, tell you what though :wink: The other day, I was having a bath and really couldn't be bothered to go through the whole rigmorole (sp?) of a half-hour's worth of hair-drying. So I tied it up in a ponytail and pinned it up over the top of my head to keep it out of the water.

God, I wish I'd taken a picture. Seriously, with a fringe I looked like I did three years ago :smile:

Flickr: Photos tagged with eclipse

Because I lent my zoom lens to someone...

Most, admitedly, are a bit crappy. But hats off to leppre who took this...

...and I'm waiting to see what Jon takes through his telescope too :smile:

I'm just wondering though, if you were standing on the moon right now, apart from (a) being fucking cold, and (b) watching a solar eclipse (I presume), would the ground look red?

yep