Little Tiger's New Writeupshttp://everything2.com/?node=New%20Writeups%20Atom%20Feed&foruser=Little Tiger2007-09-13T01:26:58ZSeptember 11, 2007 (person)http://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger/writeups/September+11%252C+2007Little Tigerhttp://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger2007-09-13T01:26:58Z2007-09-13T01:26:58Z<p>Six years ago <a href="/title/yesterday">yesterday</a> (or 6 years ago and 2 days before, dependent on your <a href="/title/time+zone">time zone</a>) we were sitting pretty in our merchant bank. I still enjoyed <a href="/title/flying">flying</a>. It was a lovely red-brick building, a converted <a href="/title/factory">factory</a>, one my father used to work in 20 years prior to me. He worked on the shop floor before he blagged his way into <a href="/title/management">management</a>.</p>
<p>The first reports came out and someone ran yelling into the room; our <a href="/title/manager">manager</a> let us out to go down the road and buy a radio. I still remember bickering in the shop over the model, batteries, etc. <a href="/title/New+York">New York</a> had seemed impenetrable until that moment; I had known that we build <a href="/title/fragile">fragile</a> worlds around us to protect what faced our <a href="/title/ancestors">ancestors</a> on a <a href="/title/daily">daily</a> basis, and <a href="/title/Herodotus">Herodotus</a> writes regarding the ebbs and flows of time and good fortune, but it seemed so remote. Man-made suffering attacking the 'safe' western world hadn't happened on such a scale in these times, in my world.</p>
<p>At the time we didn't know what would happen next - some reports<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…life (person)http://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger/writeups/lifeLittle Tigerhttp://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger2007-08-10T21:59:32Z2007-08-10T21:59:32Z<p>This is my favourite (spot the Brit) quote about life, unparalleled only by <a href="/title/Matthew+Arnold">Matthew Arnold</a>'s poem:</p>
<p><br> '<a href="/title/Weary">Weary</a> of <a href="/title/myself">myself</a>, and sick of asking
<br>What I am, and what I ought to be,
<br>At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears me
<br>Forwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea.'</p>
<p> I find it <a href="/title/incredible">incredible</a> that Matthew Arnold is so <a href="/title/accessible">accessible</a>, despite being a Victoriana.</p>
<p>Anyway here is <a href="/title/Alfred+De+Souza">Alfred De Souza</a>:</p>
<p>'For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - <a href="/title/real+life">real life</a>. But here was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, or a <a href="/title/debt">debt</a> to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that this was my life.' </p>
<p> Some might find this depressing, but I think it's beautiful; I defy anyway who has struggled at some point in their life not to find beauty and resonance in it.</p>
prostitute (person)http://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger/writeups/prostituteLittle Tigerhttp://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger2007-07-30T02:42:01Z2007-07-30T02:42:01Z<p>Our <a href="/title/house">house</a> was invited to a <a href="/title/hair+party">hair party</a>. Obviously I don’t mean the <a href="/title/building+itself">building itself</a>.<p>
<p>It was <a href="/title/fun">fun</a>, seeing everyone dress up (we had a large shared house at <a href="/title/university">university</a>, <a href="/title/twelve">twelve</a> of us); I hadn’t planned to do anything myself, just go in a <a href="/title/foxy">foxy</a> dress, but after being enlivened by the preparatory <a href="/title/atmosphere">atmosphere</a>, crazy wigs and colour changes, I got into it and borrowed someone’s can of black hair spray and used the <a href="/title/remnants">remnants</a>.
<p>It wasn’t the most successful <a href="/title/transformation">transformation</a>: I’m small, fair-haired, soft looking. The can exhausted its contents half way through so it was a streaky mess and stained my skin, until I looked like a coal miner's daughter. But the combination of a short lycra dress and the multi-tone hair must have made me look edgier than I am..<p>
<p>The <a href="/title/party">party</a> was at a house 30 metres along the road from us, and we lived in a <a href="/title/dodgy">dodgy</a> area. There were many <a href="/title/prostitutes">prostitutes</a> operating locally – I would look at them some in concern when I made my way to lectures in the<!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p><!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…guilt (person)http://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger/writeups/guiltLittle Tigerhttp://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger2007-07-15T23:57:42Z2007-07-15T23:57:42Z<p>I feel <a href="/title/angry">angry</a> right now. VERY angry. Not as intense as when we first met, 6 years ago, but still…angry. </p>
<p>I used to put up with his stance that people are interchangeable, that much is true – to an extent. He used to spout that to my friends when we first met, until they looked at him in puzzlement and said: “but she’s <a href="/title/irreplaceable">irreplaceable</a>”, and he would bow down, in the face of such <a href="/title/public+disapproval">public disapproval</a>. “Oh no, of course she isn't.” Man is a <a href="/title/social+animal">social animal</a>. He wants to be liked. </p>
<p>But tonight, we spoke about getting a <a href="/title/kitten">kitten</a>. I have wanted one for a long time – I had one once before. My parents bought me one when I was in primary school, and she hid behind the piano for a few days, cowering in terror at her new surroundings, before she was enticed out by hunger. </p>
<p>We were very close – and people laugh when I say this about a cat, but it was true. She even had her kittens on me. Sure she was <a href="/title/pregnant">pregnant</a>, but when the time came, she paced around me whilst I was drowsy<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…I'm not a good girlfriend (person)http://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger/writeups/I%2527m+not+a+good+girlfriendLittle Tigerhttp://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger2007-07-09T23:53:17Z2007-07-09T23:53:17Z<p>I don’t think that I am a very good <a href="/title/girlfriend">girlfriend</a>. </p>
<p>He is on holiday and when I came back from work tonight the house was cleaned; the shopping done; the clothes washed. You could walk across the lounge unimpeded.
</p>He joked that we could live off my earnings, as my salary has doubled in the last year, and I could come back to this every night. I was asked to apply for a job recently which is double my <em>current</em> salary, and though I wouldn’t want to apply for it yet, I wondered what it would be like to earn that much and be <a href="/title/profligate">profligate</a>. Not worry. Not wait for the next payday.
<p>I wonder if he<em> did</em> want me to apply for that. </p>
<p>But I also wonder what I give him; sure I have amazing friends, and we go to interesting places together. He likes my friends, the <a href="/title/Russian">Russian</a> who calls him nicknames, the Spaniard who teaches us about <a href="/title/wine">wine</a>, the people who are so affectionate and tell him tales of my past. I’m pretty, and slim, and dress well. He says he never<!-- close unclosed tag --></p>…Things that make me feel feminine (person)http://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger/writeups/Things+that+make+me+feel+feminineLittle Tigerhttp://everything2.com/user/Little+Tiger2007-07-09T22:42:15Z2007-07-09T22:42:15Z<br />Putting on a blue <a href="/title/silk+cocktail+dress">silk cocktail dress</a>, tying the silk sashes at the back of my neck
<br />Making up my face, painting on cats eyes
<br />Watching <a href="/title/Wong+Kar-Wai">Wong Kar-Wai</a>’s ‘In the Mood for Love’, and ‘2046’
<br />Reading Dorothy Parker, Wei Hui, Josephine Hart, Paul Bowles’ The Sheltering Sky, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, and <a href="/title/Maya+Angelou">Maya Angelou</a>
<br />Being in <a href="/title/Hong+Kong">Hong Kong</a>
<br />Wearing inherited <a href="/title/diamond">diamond</a> wedding rings, symbolising the hopes and dreams of the women who came before me
<br />Drinking champagne at <a href="/title/Christmas">Christmas</a>
<br />Cooking a special meal for someone: a labour of love
<br />Knowing the names of individual <a href="/title/Diane+von+Furstenberg">Diane von Furstenberg</a> dresses and lusting after them; cunningly plotting ways to acquire another
<br />Writing a <a href="/title/poem">poem</a>
<br />Listening to Aretha Franklin, <a href="/title/Tori+Amos">Tori Amos</a>, Kate Bush, <a href="/title/Kosheen">Kosheen</a>, <a href="/title/Beth+Orton">Beth Orton</a>, and Muslim Adhans
<br />Getting ready for a night out: the ritualistic preparation of bathing and adorning
<br />Painting my toenails a crimson <a href="/title/red">red</a>