I Am…

I will happily describe myself as an Aries because it’s true on many fronts. I was born April 13th, so just towards the end of the timescale that runs March 21 – April 20 but I’m also relatively typical of the traits of an Aries.

I can be adventurous, energetic, optimistic and confident but also self-centered, short-tempered, impulsive and impatient (but I never hold a grudge – I forgive and forget). I like to think I’m a pretty friendly person, and I have no tolerance for injustice. I do put myself first – but I don’t necessarily see that as a bad thing. Oh, and if you’re looking for subtlety or diplomacy, I’m not your gal! I can talk for England – possibly Europe, I live very much in the moment and I will go and get what it is I want. See impatience; no time for waiting for it to come to me! I do not like insincere flattery – or the spelling of insincere.. is that even correct?

I’m definitely very passionate and now that I’ve met Jade Rachel I definitely believe in a love that can last forever. I’m not especially jealous or possessive though, which is are typical traits, but then I’m confident in our relationship.

Now, in the Chinese Zodiac, I was born in the Year Of The Rabbit. Rabbits tend to be gentle, quiet, elegant, and alert; quick, skillful, kind, and patient; and particularly responsible. However, they might be superficial, stubborn, melancholy, and overly-discreet. Generally speaking, people who belong to the Rabbit zodiac sign have likable characters.

I think that meshes very well with the traits of an Aries and is actually a relatively accurate overview of my personality.

Brody (my twin) on the other hand? Could not be less of an Aries if he tried! OK so yes he’s stubborn and impatient and impulsive but he’s not got the confidence. He’s much quieter, keeps to himself but notices everything. He’s a lot more Rabbit than Ram!

Chaos

I discovered today there are a couple of guys in our IT department who play Dungeons & Dragons, and have spent this afternoon trying to convince me to join them. Not really my kind of thing but their passion was definitely enjoyable.

They were trying to decide what alignment I would be. I looked at them very blankly because quite frankly, I didn’t have a clue. Possibly they were speaking Klingon…

But no, it seems your character’s alignment is central to a D&D character’s personality. D&D uses two measures to determine a specific character’s ethical and moral attitudes and behaviour.

The moral axis has three positions: good, neutral and evil. Good characters generally care about the welfare of others. Neutral people generally care about their own welfare. Evil people generally seek to harm the others’ welfare.

The ethical axis has three positions as well: lawful, neutral, and chaotic. Lawful people generally follow the social rules as they understand them. Neutral people follow those rules find convenient or obviously necessary. And chaotic people seek to upset the social order and either institute change, or simply create anarchy.

For some reason I actually agreed to take this… personality test type thing that would tell them about my character’s view of right and wrong.
And the survey said:
Chaotic Good

A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he’s kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. Chaotic good is the best alignment you can be because it combines a good heart with a free spirit.

Sounds pretty accurate, actually. Although you still won’t find me playing Dungeons & Dragons! 😉

Five things in my handbag

An interesting meme I’ve seen on blogs over the last couple of days – Jade Rachel‘s included, so I’m joining in ad posting about the 5 Things in My Purse at All Times

Wet wipes/hand sanitiser One of the perils of travelling by public transport, you never know when you’re going to touch something unpleasant.

Pocket rocket vibrator Oh, don’t look at me like that. Sometimes a woman gets frustrated during the course of her day and needs to get herself off in the bathroom!

Spare pair of glasses I’m as blind as a bat without my glasses, and I don’t get on with wearing contact lenses all day. Spare glasses are essential as a ‘just in case’

Hair accessories Ive always got a couple of hair grips and a band or two with me. London can get very humid at times and avoiding bad hair day frizz is always handy

Tablet computer For working on the go

That’s not to say those are the only things in my purse, but those are definitely among my essentials.

Don’t Tell Anyone…

I am terrible at keeping secrets. It’s probably my worst habit. I’ve always been like it, and assumed, when I was younger, that it’s something I’d learn to do as I got older. I’m now in my 40s and now, I still cannot keep a secret.

It’s probably related to how much I talk. I’m really good at talking! Brody says it’s my best talent and that I was born kissing the Blarney Stone. Cheeky fucker!
When we were younger, I would tell him everything – and he, me. I think it just grew from there, that I have some biological imperative to share wi
th everything with the people I’m closest to.

Despite talking a lot, I am really really bad at lying. And keeping a straight face is pretty much impossible. Blushing gives me away so easily, and fidgeting with whatever is near to me. Sometimes that Freud was scarily right.

“No mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his finger-tips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore”

‘Dont tell anyone’ are the most horrifying words anyone can say to me. If Jade Rachel is planning a surprise for the kids, she can’t tell me because I get so excited about it I want to just blurt it out. I am getting better at thinking before I speak but really, I’m no good at keeping my lips sealed.

My life is very much an open book to my loved ones. They know pretty much everything about me. I have nothing to hide. And you know what? I like to think that being truthful, open and honest are very positive personality traits to have – my friends certainly think so and really, that’s all I need.

Take a sad song and make it better

In some respects, I am a walking cliche. One of those is that I am a huge fan of The Beatles.

And my favourite song? It has to be Hey Jude.
Just thinking about the song makes me smile and has it going round and round inside my head.
I’m sitting here now, humming to myself.

I love the story behind the song. How it originated as ‘Hey Jules’, that Paul wrote it for Julian Lennon when John and Cynthia were getting a divorce. How Julian didn’t find out for over 20 years and how he bought the recording notes at auction.

Can you imagine how touching it must feel to know someone cared about you so much to write you a song to help you through a shitty time?

Some of my other favourite Beatles tracks, in case you were wondering, include All You Need Is Love, Come Together, Yellow Submarine, Penny Lane, Eight Days A Week and From Me To You.

My favourite non-Beatles song is probably Layla by Derek & The Dominoes or Baba O’Reilly by The Who.

From small beginnings come great things

I can certainly see how writers, how anyone who writes, could get Writer’s Block. I have discovered, upon opening up this ‘add new post’ page that sitting staring at a blank white screen with a flashing cursor is in fact quite foreboding. Maybe its the expanse of white, I’m not quite sure but I’ve certainly never had that same heart-clenching feeling when working on graphics.

Facing your fear of the unknown, it’s such a rush. Especially when you dive in head first.

Which is what I’m attempting to do here.
My first first blog entry on my very first personal website.
How thrilling.
I feel like I should be 14, not 40. Surely I’m too old to be doing something like blogging?
Apparently not, since here I am. Blogging. Running a webpage.
Well, attempting to.

None of the sub-pages actually exist yet, more than having a ‘coming soon’ sign. They are coming soon, I am working on them, a page at a time. Once again, there’s that white page with that angry flashing cursor and not having the faintest idea what to put on them. Although I’m relatively sure all the pages are self explanatory and one can usually work out what to expect to find on a page about ‘concerts’, or ‘film reviews’, or ‘graphics’.

It’s mostly the ‘about me’ page that’s stumping me.
A bit like actual content for this first blog.
Where to start? What to say?

I’m guessing at the beginning is a good place to start, and possibly with an introduction.
The basics, the important points are all listed over there in the sidebar but lets see if I can’t expand upon some of them. Starting with…

My name is Erin.
Technically, it’s Éireann but I use the Anglicised version for ease. I’m not Irish, I have no Irish blood in me at all but I have parents who adore Gaelic names. And you don’t get much more Gaelic than a name that simply means Ireland. I’ve never even been to Ireland, which is something I do intend on rectifying. I live in East London, I’ve lived in East London my entire life and I’ve no doubt I shall probably die here. And yes, I’m a Cockney. A living, breathing, born in the sound of the bow bells Cockney but, along with netspeak, you’ll never hear me use Cockney Slang unless I’m taking the piss. It was one of those things my father used to spank out of me and my brother. Cockney Rhyming Slang, that is, not netspeak. That hadn’t been invented when I was young enough for my father to still put over his knee!

I mentioned my brother there. He’s one of the people I have no doubt I will mention many times when blogging as he’s one of the people I’m closest to… and you don’t get much closer than being twins! His name is Brody – another Gaelic name, meaning ditch. I’ve been trying to lose him in one for the last 30 years but he keeps on coming back In a way, it’s wonderful. He’s my best friend, my confidant, my partner in crime. Other times, there’s nothing worse than someone knowing what you’re thinking, whos always there.

I think I’ve said enough for my first post. And it’s given me pause to thought about what else I’m going to talk about as well. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading this as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. If you’re still here, thank you!