Memes

Strangely one of the concepts that both attracts and repels me about blogs is THE MEME. Memes can be incredibly boring or self-aggrandising or plain pointless; space wastage. Or they can be absolutely fascinating, revealing things you never knew about yourself [or oneself, I just guess at pronouns; also 'oneself' whilst correct is just too royal family for my common self] or the replyee to the meme.

Two memes have been doing the rounds the last couple of months; one which made me wish *I* had a blog so someone could tag me - I refer to the “Four” meme. So now I have my own blog, and regardless of the fact that “Four” is so January, here tis -

Four jobs I’ve had in my life:

1. Rousabout / Jackaaroo
2. Pre-school teacher
3. Parliamentary Assistant
4. Project Officer to Marine Environment Research lab

Four movies I can watch over and over:

1. LadyHawke [shutupshutupshutup the alternative was The Black Stallion]
2. Blade Runner [Harrison Ford!]
3. Working Girl [Harrison Ford takes his shirt off!]
4. The Lord of the Rings Trilogy

Four places I have lived:

1. Perth, Western Australia
2. Madrid, Spain
3. Tunbridge Wells, England
4. Belfast, Northern Ireland

Four TV shows I love to watch: [except I do not own a TV – hurrah for DVDs]

1. M*A*S*H*
2. Buffy The Vampire Slayer [Seasons One - Five]
3. Battlestar Galactica
4. The Simpsons/Family Guy

Four places I have been on vacation:

1. Barcelona, Spain
2. Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
3. Oxford, UK
4. Galway, Republic of Ireland

Four of my favourite dishes:

1. Bun Rieu [or any of the huge-noodly-soup-in-bowl genre]
2. Cha Siu Bao
3. Paella
4. Baked Pork Chops

Four websites I visit daily:

1. Wikipedia
2. BBC News
3. Jessica In Progress
4. Pharyngula

Four places I would rather be right now:

1. Galway, Republic of Ireland
2. Paris, France
3. Mauritius
4. Norway

The second meme that got me was the “What is your ideal major?’ … which I shall tell you all about soon. Suffice to say, said meme could have saved me a lot of sleepless nights and existential angst, dammit.

Enough with the procrasination, already

This is my blog. Expect to find tangential rants, recipes, non-sequiturs and maybe the occasional profound thought. And a lot of swearing.

Now, what the hell do I do? Unlike most online journallers, I have never kept a diary, journal, or personal record of any kind. Oh, I tried. On receiving gifts of girlie diaries of the Holly Hobby variety as a pre-teen, I attempted to keep a diary, but soon got bogged down in the repetitive, extraordinarily boring [and frequently too painful to report] minutiae of a child’s life. In my angsty teens and twenties I tried again, except ditto.

So I have no experience whatsoever at this blogging/journalling lark. I love to write though; I adore writing long rambling emails and letters and rants to friends. I have a feeling that this blog will be pretty much that - a textual miscellaneous ramble. Rantings and ramblings, observations, thought-processes, musings on past/present/future - more of an open letter to self. Subject: One Damn Thing After Another.

So call it a work in progress. I’d call it an exercise in order to refine my writing, focus my thoughts and perhaps come to the occasional odd [most likely very odd] personal revelation … but I fear that sounds remarkably pretentious. At the very least, a disciplinary exercise; to attempt to cut down on use of parentheses and adjectives!