Ok, time to stand up.
Bronwyn Boltwood
Alright. Now that I'm not intimidated but simply overwhelmed by post
volume, I'd like to introduce myself better.
My name is Bronwyn Boltwood. Bronwyn is a variation on the name Branwen,
who is a princess in a tragic Welsh legend, and it means something along
the lines of white-breasted. I know *somebody* will ask about the name
sooner or later, so there it is. :)
I happen to have three main personalities or "modes". Bron/Bronwyn
is the intellectual (and the one talking now) and has a bit of the other
two in her as well. She is frequently the one in control and is the main
personality -- the other two are basically facets or different modes.
There's Kittycat, who is more inclined to hug, cuddle, kiss, meow and purr
rather than think or talk, and like many cats, loves to lie in a comfy lap
and be stroked. :) Lady Chandra is the one that is mostly seen by Jason,
my boyfriend, so you can guess what she's like. :) I switch gears pretty
much automatically, Kittycat and Chandra only start taking control in
inappropriate places and times when they feel they've been denied enough
attention. If I start flipping between intellectual debates and
theorizing to wanting hugs, this is why. Everybody's around all the time,
it's more a case of who's in the driver's seat at the moment.
I love my friends very much, most especially my men (my best best
friends, all male!), who number four, and three of which have been/are/are
willing ot be my boyfriend, so Jason is one of them. Friends are a mix of
Stairwell (ones I know from school, we hang out in a stairwell) and my
penpals.
After people, reading, writing, music and art are things that I
love, in approximately that order. I will read voractiously anything at all
that looks interesting, and this ranges from Georgette Heyer to Heinlein to
fairy tales to Madeline L'Engle to Asimov to vast amounts of others. SF,
fantasy, fairy tales and myths are especial favourites. Can *you* spot
the romantic artsy? :) I write a variety of stuff, and if I ever get that
new story done, if people would like, I can post it and its predecessors.
I've just got a 5-minute warning and have to get back to my
physics soon, so a little more stuff. Brian Quirt, a friend, recommended
I come here, and I think I'll like it here. I'm in my last year of
highschool, so I *will* whine occasionally about my homework and teachers.
:) And does the bar serve good tea, and better yet, let one help make it?
Tea is not a beverage -- tea is a ritual.
I'd best shut up now. So, what next? :) Bron!
--
"Kissing girls is a goodness. It beats the hell out of card games."
-- Mike, from _Stranger in a Strange Land_, by Robert A. Heinlein
"It had a heart of chrome & a voice like a horny angel!"
-- Meatloaf, "Wasted Youth", _Bat Out of Hell II_
The Wilkinson's
Bronwyn Boltwood wrote:
>
>
> My name is Bronwyn Boltwood. Bronwyn is a variation on the name Branwen,
> who is a princess in a tragic Welsh legend,
A small cloud of silvery sparkles approaches the newcomer and speaks
"Welcome Bronwyn. I am called Blessing. I am familiar with the tale you
mention. Truly it is a sad yet lovely story. May I offer you a beverage
of your choice, and if you wish, we may discuss Welsh legends."
--
L. Wilkinson
lw...@sympatico.ca
http://www.page1.org/london/
"Cats always know whether people like or dislike them.
They do not always care enough to do anything about it."
Winifred Carriere
Sasquatch
Welcome to the Place Bronwyn! Let's see, aspiring writer, voracious
reader, MPD case, yup you'll fit in fine here. May I offer you a BOYC?
And if you don't mind, I'd love to see your tea talents. I am of the
personal opinion that hot tea is only for rituals, head colds, and
chinese food. Ice tea OTOH is one of the few beverages that I drink by
the gallon and I could always use a good new mix. Any time that you
have stories to tell, I've got time to listen.
The Sasquatch
"Nifty quotes available. Inquire about our reasonable payment plans!"
John Edwards
The Ever-So-Wise ae...@FreeNet.Carleton.CA (Bronwyn Boltwood)
wrote:
->
->Alright. Now that I'm not intimidated but simply overwhelmed by post
->volume, I'd like to introduce myself better.
->
->My name is Bronwyn Boltwood. Bronwyn is a variation on the name Branwen,
->who is a princess in a tragic Welsh legend, and it means something along
->the lines of white-breasted. I know *somebody* will ask about the name
->sooner or later, so there it is. :)
Welcome to Callahans Bronwyn. Might I buy you a cup of tea?
-> I've just got a 5-minute warning and have to get back to my
->physics soon, so a little more stuff. Brian Quirt, a friend, recommended
->I come here, and I think I'll like it here. I'm in my last year of
->highschool, so I *will* whine occasionally about my homework and teachers.
->:) And does the bar serve good tea, and better yet, let one help make it?
-> Tea is not a beverage -- tea is a ritual.
You'll be in good company. There are a number of students
(both high school (I think) and College level), myself included
(starting back again this semister Yea!) so feel free to rant
once in a while.
->I'd best shut up now. So, what next? :) Bron!
Now, Lot's of people buy you a drink (whatever you'd like,
since we don't seem to card here) <g>. It's sort of a custom to
offer a drink to newcommers.
John
Fritz get up for god's sake. Get up! They've killed Fritz. They've
killed Fritz. Those lousy stinking yellow fairies, they've killed
Fritz! Those horrible atrocity-filled vermin. Those despicable
animal warmongers. They've Killed Fritz Max - Wizards
Paul Campbell
`Ah, hello, always good to see another fantasy/SF reader turn up (not that
that's a surprise around here.)' Xzerrion reaches into his pouch, pulling
out a gold coin. `I'm certain Mike has whatever you're looking for. May I
get you a cup of tea. or whatever else you might like?'
- Xzerrion
`The humans kill what they do not understand.' -Dom Emrys
from `Camber the Heretic' by Katherine Kurtz
grammarfascist
On 10 Jan 1997, Bronwyn Boltwood wrote:
> I love my friends very much, most especially my men (my best best
> friends, all male!), who number four, and three of which have been/are/are
> willing ot be my boyfriend, so Jason is one of them. Friends are a mix of
> Stairwell (ones I know from school, we hang out in a stairwell) and my
> penpals.
My God, another one.
I knew I liked Callahan's and Callahanians. But the doppelgangers are
starting to get to me....
(Sorry, Bron. It's just that Kristen and I recently discovered that we
appear to be the same person, and hearing about four male best friends who
hang out in stairwells is giving me the most bizarre flashbacks to my
ninth and tenth grade years. Those friends aren't in a band, are they?)
> the romantic artsy? :) I write a variety of stuff, and if I ever get that
> new story done, if people would like, I can post it and its predecessors.
Feel free to join the Round Table editing list that I started a little
while back. Mail me for subscription info and the FAQ. Turnaround is
usually measured in days, though I've noted (*ahem*, certain
people--myself included because of my recent net.absence) less traffic
than usual in the last month.
> highschool, so I *will* whine occasionally about my homework and teachers.
Us college kids do that too. Don't worry about it. *)
> :) And does the bar serve good tea, and better yet, let one help make it?
> Tea is not a beverage -- tea is a ritual.
Mike Callahan, our bartender, is very, very Irish, so I have no doubt that
he'll let you have a hand in the preparations for 4:00. *grin*
--Rose
And where they left footprints in the snow, flowers bloomed.
Craig Helfgott
Bronwyn Boltwood wrote:
<snip>
> I've just got a 5-minute warning and have to get back to my
> Tea is not a beverage -- tea is a ritual.
>
another BOYC? Of course, we may not have the same taste in teas, as I am
one of the few (the proud, the galactophagous) that adds milk to tea.
So, are you enjoying college applications yet :)? I'm currently a
sophomore in college, so I understand the feeling (finals next week).
-Craig
dnaka...@aol.com
In article <Pine.SOL.3.95.970112043545.681d-100000@kestrel>,
grammarfascist <mic...@kestrel.scs.uiuc.edu> writes:
>> I love my friends very much, most especially my men (my best best
>> friends, all male!), who number four, and three of which have
been/are/are
>> willing ot be my boyfriend, so Jason is one of them. Friends are a mix
of
>> Stairwell (ones I know from school, we hang out in a stairwell) and my
>> penpals.
>
>My God, another one.
"Hey! That's what *I* thought when I read Bron's posts!"
"47!" Kristen exclaims, grinning at Rose and Bron.
>I knew I liked Callahan's and Callahanians. But the doppelgangers are
>starting to get to me....
Kristen noisily clears her throat and fixes Rose with a stern look--that
breaks into a smile as she gets a fit of the giggles again.
>(Sorry, Bron. It's just that Kristen and I recently discovered that we
>appear to be the same person, and hearing about four male best friends
who
>hang out in stairwells is giving me the most bizarre flashbacks to my
>ninth and tenth grade years. Those friends aren't in a band, are they?)
"And store their guitars in lockers that have had the dividers bashed
away?"
"Uh, sorry." She apologizes to Rose. "Didn't mean to tell your story for
you... But Rose is absolutely, positively correct-a-mundo about her and I
being the same person. I often don't post in given threads since she has
literally said what I wanted to say."
> the romantic artsy? :) I write a variety of stuff, and if I ever get
that
> new story done, if people would like, I can post it and its
predecessors.
<< Feel free to join the Round Table editing list that I started a little
while back. Mail me for subscription info and the FAQ. Turnaround is
usually measured in days, though I've noted (*ahem*, certain
people--myself included because of my recent net.absence) less traffic
than usual in the last month. >>
"In my defense," Kristen begins, switching gears, "I've been ill and
haven't seen much to critique."
"Now if there were another genre of stories included in the list... One,
that *we*, in particular, share an interest in, dear Rose... I think that
would--heat us up." Smiling at the doppleganger with the red highlights,
Kristen grabs a nearby tissue box.
"Oh, it's for my nose. Sick--remember?"
--kristen, trying in vain to stifle a giggle
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I love the time in between
The calm inside me
In the space where I can breathe...
I believe this is heaven to no one else but me
"Elsewhere" -- Sarah McLachlan
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donpaul
DonPaul is still on leave.
He thought this post had something to do with his lifestyle these past few
weeks.
Wake up.
Drink coffee.
Take book to deckchair by pool.
Lounge till noon.
Move to hammock.
Lounge till 3.
Move to bed.
Sleep till 5.
Move to couch.
Eat dinner
Watch TV until Deborah walks in and says...
OK, time to stand up!
Don't bug me - I'm vacuuming my mind!