How did that happen?

[cybermule]

Well, here I am sitting at work. We have a three day weekend so basically I can't wait until I get home tonight :)

The thing that puzzles me is that I distinctly remember my career plans mainly revolving around being a wizard with a longbow. And I feel in a lot of ways that this was my true path in life. So how the hell did I become an analyst?!!?

I blame my secondary school with all its notions and aspirations of having proper careers...

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[cybermule.livejournal.com]

Sites like Arkive ought to be good, but aren't.

Agreed. There is so much untapped potential in the world, and people just seem to fixate on certain accepted and popular solutions.

Rather like IKEA, in fact. I've bought stuff from there to quickly furnish a new house, but it was hard to live with it until I'd at least customised it a little.

I was spoiled growing up - my father was a furniture seller and a carpenter, subsidising the latter with the former. He was lucky, as he didn't have to compromise his quality and uniqueness of carpentry, as his bread-and-butter already came from selling furniture and gifts. And I was lucky because it meant that I got to grow up with some lovely bargains that he'd picked up at auction sales, and still have some beautiful things around me that he either made or kept as heirlooms.

Hopefully one day I'll either have skill to make things, or money to buy the things I really want (like your beautiful medieval chairs!). It's people with stacks of money that shop in places like Ikea that do my head in!

[quercus.livejournal.com]

That medieval chair is an ugly piece of plywood crap, with the small advantage that it folds up small enough to pack onto a mule (if I could borrow a mule, I'd love to photograph this). It's off camping at some LARPfest with sarah_mum this weekend - hopefully she'll sell a few.

I make nice things too.

[cybermule.livejournal.com]

It didn't look so bad in the photo, despite an element of mass-production, and I was taken by being able to fold it into my cupboard, but whatever *shrugs*. That was the one thing of yours I'd seen, and it appealed.