A nightcap post. I think I wanted to talk about a few things. Mostly about how Bejeweled 3 has introduced Zen Mode. Also how I have a new thing for Coast FM (but only ever in the car… although it has some stiff competition up against Concert FM, which is the only other station to get much airtime on my beat).
And my new blinds, which went up today and have cloaked the house in rather a pleasing, cloaky way. A little bit bourgeois, maybe, and utterly sensible (think blackouts and thermal linings and no more accidentally parading nakedness to the neighbours). But especially cloaky, which is their best feature by far. My nice-to-look-at fabric barricades, fashioned from only the most muted of hues.
I won’t go into any of these things at length, though (apart from Bejeweled’s Zen Mode), because I’m determined not to always be sounding like a nana [to quote a young colleague casually commenting on my current array of domestic distractions].
So I have resolved to take a small break from:
posting pictures of my cats
posting pictures of my piano
posting pictures of flower drawings
long-winded descriptions of soft furnishings (was just getting it out of my system above, sorry) and Crown Lynn acquisitions
talking about how much I like bed
And you get the picture. I was also just thinking about how a collective mood can descend, seemingly out of nowhere, affecting a bunch of people similarly. A communal funk, of sorts. A bad wind blowing. I don’t know. I don’t really have any more to back this up than a passing statement. Nothing more than a grumpy hunch. There’s no science in this argument. The only parallel I can think to draw is a stupid one (but of course I’ll go right ahead and draw it anyway): so, like at a boarding school full of girls in close confinement when, seemingly out of nowhere, all menstrual cycles are suddenly, strangely and completely in alignment. I’m sure there’s some gross bestial reason for that, though. To do with the moon and fertility and carnal convenience for cavemen, possibly.
This mood thing. Hopefully there’s something to be said for sleeping it off. For being kind and eating well and not looking in the mirror too much. For deep gulps of fresh air, self protection, stillness, getting on with things, and Bejeweled’s Zen Mode.
Zen Mode is awesome, by the way. The only trouble is that it goes on forever without you even knowing it. And forever is way past my bedtime. To give you an idea of the depth of my feeling for the latest version of Bejeweled (and actually just Bejeweled on the whole)…
The other night I had one of my short-lived harebrained ideas. What I realised was: if I were ever to do a PhD, I think I’d want to centre it around Bejeweled. Bejeweled as a Paradigm for All Things (and that’s just the beginning). That’s probably a very good reason for me to never ever do a PhD. And it probably has something to do with why I haven’t really, honestly considered doing a PhD (until now). But I was (and maybe still am) deadly serious. I even came up with a devious plan wherein PopCap Games pays for the PhD and all my life-and-course-related costs. And that way I can still afford soft furnishings, sheet music and Crown Lynn trinkets – win-win.
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