Feminine, feline frustrations

I was lucky growing up. Sure I carried some extra baggage (still do), had dodgy eyesight (still do) and had frizzy hair (not as much now), but the one true bane of teenage existence escaped me. I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. Yes, the shudder-inducing red pox that swells with milky gunk and puckers your skin when tampered with – the dreaded acne. So while I may have had other issues, my skin remained mostly blemish free.
This is where the universe’s odd and somewhat vengeful sense of humour comes into play.
This is my cat:

Say hi to Tilly.
Tilly, like me, is well insulated (and I’m not talk about her fur). And like me she has debatable vision (for a cat). But unlike me she is now, at four years of age, suffering from said dreadful pox – acne.
Now, her pimples out pimple any human pimple, and I don’t mean in size or pus volume. When one of her pimples pop, she goes bald.
That’s right, bald.
I didn’t know this was possible. Clearly my cat sympathises with humans a little too much. Weird.

The universe and us

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the universe.”
― Albert Einstein

He really was a genius.

Gamer, who me?

I only recently learned that there was a difference between being a ‘geek’ and being a ‘nerd’. Previously I thought they were the same. My apologies! Whilst I am a part of that world, I didn’t realise we had started categorising ourselves so specifically. I don’t know where I fit in. So, for the time being because I am too lazy to find out what I really am, I shall refer to myself as either a ‘geeky nerd’ or a ‘nerdy geek’ (these terms I discovered from the website WikiHow: to do anything,which of course was provided me to me by Google. Thanks!)

I’ve always been nerdy/geeky. Not that I had a choice. It’s in my DNA (thank you mum :D). Plus, when you’re a young thing, you’re very impressionable, and, well, since I was given a Nintendo 64 for one of my earlier birthdays, that was it. My fate as a nerd/geek was sealed.

The reason for this post, however, is not to discuss my past. I don’t think it’s that interesting. No, what I wanted to talk about was the awesomeness of the game Skyrim.

Yes, yes I am one of them. A Bethesda fan through and through. Oblivion got me hooked and now, well, I am a bit of an addict. Recently I just started my… uh, let’s go with 6th game. Even though I’ve finished all the quests, I just can’t abandon the game. I might hurt its feelings. And I couldn’t live with myself if I did that.

Despite my addiction er, love, and early exposure to the gaming world, I am still relatively a n00b. So here’s the low-down on my gaming experience: Zelda games, tick; Banjo Kazooi games, tick; Pokémon games, tick; Harry Potter games, tick; Sims, tick; Big Fish games, tick, Fallout3, tick; The Elder Scrolls, semi-tick; and then a few other randoms. So as you can see, I don’t really have a lot of experience. And although I’m a poor, lowly student, I would love any recommendations you fellow bloggers might have!

Please don’t be shy, step right up, I don’t bite. Let’s get chatting and hey! I might even expand my pathetic limited networking skills!

(And if you read all of this, you are a kind and generous soul. THANK YOU!)

In my opinion

“A children’s story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children’s story in the slightest.”
―     C.S. Lewis

When people say, ‘but that’s just for children’ or ‘only a teenager would read that sort of thing’ my hair loses its curl and my step loses its bounce. Once upon a time everyone was a child, and that ain’t no fairy-tale.

An idea that is…

An idea that is not dangerous is unworthy of being called an idea at all – Oscar Wilde

I write because I must. It’s love pure and simple. And when I write I aim to challenge not only my readers, but also myself.