The Ramblings of Elyse

I don't think it is hear that I have the title as the battle wages on between Elyse and other things or maybe I've been watching too many episodes of Chuck.

I was just internet stalking Lexi and was reading something in her blog about comments and the dos and don'ts, and one of them was about swearing.

I personally think swearing looks funny in text, seriously, it looks really weird. So much so that I try not to swear on the internet and as a result I have had a few people convinced that either I don't swear or am offended by swearing.
My personal favourite example of this is when Davey informed me that Adam made a comment about having never me swear, of which Davey scoffed at.
Not that long after we had a picnic day thing with the ultimate Westies and cards were played.
Nothing makes me swear quite like cards and the comment when walking back to the station "I can't believe I thought you didn't swear".
Hilarious.

Old story though, shame.

But Elyse vs Tone.
Tone is everything, communication isn't really about the words, that's only 10%. It's the tone and body language that communicate so much more.
Sarcasm is dead in text and then the difference between hot anger and cold fury?
Can't really tell the difference.
And it's an important difference.

I had a fairly Antioch central weekend with renew and on Friday night I got to play bad cop to keep people in the non-sleeping room quite so people could sleep.
I was in the corridor, neither asleep or being that loud. Ok, I was being a little loud.
I am pretty much always loud and am often told to use my inside voice, they say it a lot. I don't think they've caught on that I don't really have an inside voice, but yeah, so carrying on and I got to do the yelling at them to shut up.
On about the third attempt of telling them to be quite, my calm rationality had all but departed so it was time to crack out my angry yelling.
My angry yelling is very easy to realise because of the massive tonal shift from my loudness to my angry voice.
I yelled, and then before I had left the room I then yelled again that "I hadn't even left the fucking room yet".
This yelling freaked out Mary, and may have keep her a little paranoid that I was going to come back and yell at them again.
It's the fine line, but yeah, the tone.

On the internet, it just isn't all that possible. It is the major side of text, at least in books there is the narrative of "I haven't left the room yet" Elyse roared as the noise in the room increased rapidly. Even plays have stage directions, but any of this stuff?
Forums, MSN, blogs.
Nope, it's just impossible to tell.

It makes me sad.
Words seem really empty without the passion and emotion behind them.
Tones. They are important.

I really should work.

So, I've tried using twitter. I just don't like it, plus as a rant who enjoys typing full words it doesn't work for me at all. I mean, my title is almost longer then what I'm allowed on Twitter. Yeah, I don't get the fuss and it's kind of hard to stalk other people and what use is a social network if not for stalking people?

I mean come on!

The internet is all about stalking, well, call it what you want.'
Facebook for starters, if you really wanted to stay in contact with people, you would have.

Well maybe not the internet, but social networks. In my facebook I have about 50 or so people I went to school with, most I haven't seen since school finished and if I have seen them it's been a chance meeting and sometimes we don't even acknowledge each other, though I always found that strange and it's not my fault if people run into me in Penrith on the way to uni and am not feeling socialable. It's a bus to Richmond where I have to wait around for an hour and a half. Wow, that was a while ago.

Other forms of internet things I'm all for, forums are awesome. The Forum obviously be the most awesome. May it rest in peace. I have nothing punny for that.

This is another blog coming at ya from work.
It is 4.38 and I'm the only person in the office.
Strange, but it makes me less paranoid.
We've lost the key to the office. I have spent the last hour looking for it.
Whoever lost it did a damn good job of it. We are also trying to work out WHO lost it, but have nothing.

On the reverse of all of that, I have a new computer to play with... at home. It's a MacBook and I need to adjust to all it's mac-ness.
I am calling it Mac, because most things need names and it is a Veronica Mars reference and named after Mac, because it's short for McKenzie. Word.
I'm not going to get a good chance to play with it before renew though because I have things to do on a computer I know and love for renew.
Making awesome nametags for one and then tomorrow night is finalising nametags and having a last meeting with James and then a music practise. Oh, I need to ring Jacob to get him to bring Felix so I have a guitar for said music practise. I'm really not up for taking Patrick Joe on the train really early.

Hmmm... writing crap. I've missed you.
'til next time non-existent readers (and procrastinating Davey!)

Elyse