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Okay, this new update screen is weird. What, disappear for a couple of months, and everything changes?

Went to the medieval festical at the Cloisters today, and was filled with a crazed desire to embark on an SCA career. I'm slightly concerned that the reason I haven't followed through on so many of the weird quirks that I've wanted to pursue is lack of follow through. And why should investment be so frightening?Am I really that much of a dabbler/dillettante? That's a horrific thought.

There's also the fear that I only have so much room for commitment. This whole doctorate business is eating my soul. And while I do so love being obsessive about the pursuit of knowledge and its subtle power of secrets and mysteries; and my ambition seems like an all-devouring beast sometimes, unlike my fellow classmates, who seem to have embarked on this course for the true desire to teach and help others, where I merely revel in the thought of a captive audience, and the potential of notoriety in small ivory-tower circles, surely there is, and should be more to me than that.

And now, to return to Welsh (which sounds precisely like Elvish, and gives me a strange thrill every time I pronounce a word correctly...)

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It wasn't difficult! You told me your livejournal name, I just typed it in. And dude, I worked at Faire, I bellydance, I worked at the Old California Faire and I worked at the Dickens Faire. Costumes are my middle name. Not too into the emire waists, though. Give me a corset and a hoop skirt any day.

Of course you should add me!