Kilts

Hey, everyone. I'm looking into buying a kilt (a Utilikilt to be specific), and I have a question. Now, I know that, traditionally, kilts are worn at the waist, and I've done that before. It's fine, but I've always worn traditional woolen kilts that are sort of stuffy anyway. I generally wear my pants at my hips. So, can anyone answer me this: for casual, everyday, cotton kilts, is it more comfortable to wear them at your hips or your waist? I need to know because my waist is a lot smaller than my hips, so clothes will only fit one or the other without the aid of a belt (and I need to know how long a kilt to get anyway). Thank you.

The French R

Can anyone tell me how to make the French R sound properly? I have a choice between taking Spanish or French next year, and I'd really rather know French (I really like Jules Verne). So, I figured I should at least look into a bit of it before I take the class (especially since at the moment I'm still waiting for my Heisig kanji books to come in). Anyway, I haven't yet been able to pronounce the R. I think I probably shouldn't take a language I can't even pronounce properly, and I can roll my R's quite well, if I do say so myself (rolled R's are almost exactly the same as the "tt" in "butter" or "dd" in "ladder" in American English anyway). Ergo, switching to Spanish would be an option, but I'd really rather not. Any pointers? Thank you.

Librarians or those who have taken Library Science

Is anyone around here a librarian at a public library or a university? If not, has anyone ever been one? Also, has anyone ever majored (perhaps minored? or even just plain taken a course on?) in Library Science? At my age, it's probably a bit early for me to be thinking too deeply into my career options, but I like books. So, while it would be nice to be an author, I'm not sure if I have the followthrough to write novels or the skill to write good ones that could get published and make enough money for me to live off of in such a competitive market. Therefore, while I can still dream and try to achieve that goal, I thought librarian might be a nice profession to have if that doesn't work out. I've done some research and their average pay seems okay. I found it a little odd that it would require a Master's Degree, but then again, I know very little of what the job and training is like. Now, that brings me to my questions. First of all, what is being a full-time librarian like? Moreover, what are your responsibilities? What skills are helpful? How difficult is it? Are the benefits all right? I hear librarians sometimes must work weekends and holidays, has this ever been excessive and is it all the time, most of the time, or just sometimes? Is there anything particularly good or bad about the career? Is it necessary or just helpful to get a Master's Degree? Next, what is a Library Science class like? I hear one must write a thesis to attain a Master's Degree, is this the same kind of thesis one must write for a Ph.D.? Oh, and overall, what kind of person would you recommend this career path to? I've, as I've said, done a bit of research, but I figure that in cases like this, there's nothing quite like input from people with experience. So, with that, thank y'all for y'all's (double contraction!) answers, everyone.

Also, I wasn't quite sure if this belongs in Personal Concerns or Daily Life. So, please, mods, feel free to move it should I have chosen unwisely.

Thank y'all again, and sorry for being so very long winded.

Floating On.

Well, salutations everyone. It certainly has been a while, eh? I have grown and changed quite a bit since the last time I paid a visit. However, let me get to the point.

Anyway, back in February, I started hanging out a lot with a girl (who will be referred to as Shuri-chan) I hadn't really known well since kindergarten, but back then we were inseperable. Well, we turned out to have almost everything in common. Very quickly, I came to regard her as my best friend and soon fell in love with her. However, I learned Thursday that you shouldn't spend more time with a girl than her boyfriend (who will be referred to as C) does, especially when it's obvious that you're interested in more than friendship (even if that's all you are asking for, anyway). C came to me that day and told me that I had to stop hanging out with Shuri-chan. I was rebellious at first, but he said that Shuri-chan agreed. Well, I said that if Shuri-chan thinks so, then I shall, for the sake of her happiness (because her unhappiness would hurt me more than anything else in this existence or any other). So, yesterday, Friday, I told Shuri-chan what C told me, and while she did say she couldn't remember saying that, she didn't refute it either. Also, she said nothing to stop me from going, so I assume she did agree. So, for the sake of her happiness, I told her how much I loved her, looked into her eyes, and said my final sayonara. Ironically, this goodbye was on Friday the 13th. Anyway, since I spoke my final words to her, I've been bursting out crying every hour or so. It's a bittersweet feeling, as if I finished a really good book. I am very happy that she is happy, but I'm extremely sad that things couldn't happen the way that I had hoped for. Now, every moment I spend awake is haunted by her face, her voice, her eyes, and sleep is my only refuge. How do I float on? How can I accept that things happened the way they happened and just be glad that I was able to meet such an absolutely, positively wonderful person? Any help is appreciated, and thank you in advance.

Oh, and hey, Silver Star.

A Poem I Wrote

Note: Do not read if you happen to be nature, and therefore, hate vaccums, because this, more than likely, sucks.


Two rose bush seeds were sown next to each other a long time ago,
One grew a bush of thorns and few roses, another a bush of roses and few thorns.
These bushes struggle day by day for the land which they were sown upon.
However eventually one must overwhelm the other.
Their caretaker tries to grow the roses and kill the thorns, which almost were the victor before he cared, however,
Sometimes, it rains.

When it rains they grow equal, and the struggle starts over again.
So the caretaker, taking the herbalist's advice.
He stomps the thorns with large boots when they begin to grow.

So, little by little,
The thorns shrink smaller and the roses grow larger.
And the caretaker patiently awaits the day that the roses greatly outnumber the thorns.


Yeah, I know, it probably sounds whiney. In fact, now that I think about it, I don't really know why I'm posting it here. Oh well, might as well keep going. Anyway this poem deals with my recent problems sticking to the philosophy of Love and Peace that I try as hard as I can to follow. And, as explanation because I doubt this mockery of poetry makes sense to anyone but me, I'm the caretaker, the roses represent Love, Peace, and all that good stuff, the thorns, represent hate, cynicism, bitterness, and the other worse emotions. The advice-giving herbalist is Silver, and the large boot stompingness is me pinching myself. So, um- thanks for reading, and sorry I wasted your time on this little writing.

P.S. Constructive criticism welcome, I suck at writing usually, but I've written good stuff once or twice, hey, I mean, I am the Evil Pixie, eh?

[/problematic Fluffy]

We now return to your regularly scheduled, normal Fluffy. It will remain this way until he snaps under a combination of pressure, anger, and annoyance again.

[normal Fluffy]

Hey, these are a pretty good way to rid yourself of worries.