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Absorbtion of Technical Language

Looking at my notebook I still have a little bit to go before I fully surface from writing round table reviews from Fanfest and think of something else. I think I can get the last two major ones done today. My speed and mental agility have been in the toilet. This cold is a slow, exhausting type that leaves me rather lethargic. I often find myself just staring at the screen.

One thing that amused me was writing the ship and module session, yesterday was my comfort in Eve's technical language. Years ago, in a blog post I don't remember because I'm terrible at labeling them, I commented on Diz writing out a detailed description of a ship fit all in abbreviations. It amused me to no end that a mash of letters made sense to other Eve players and how there was a technical language to learn about Eve.

That technical language is one of the hurdles new players have to climb. Unlike many hurdles, I do not think that it is a harmful one. It is one that you absorb and at some point everything makes sense to you and as I looked at my own notebook I realized that I was using that same technical language to increase the speed of my writing. At some point I had left that particular hurdle behind and I don't remember leaping it.

When looking at my notes which are already badly written I will transcribe a section and have no understanding of what I wrote. However, when I let myself mentally flip over into my Eve understanding it is as if I gained a sudden literacy.  Oh! Of course that scrawl reads as a complex discussion about the logistical capabilities of tech 2 level ships vs tech 3 level ships for black operations and their jump capabilities. Naturally. How was I confused?

Of course my notes are a mixture of memory holders as much as preserved information. I recognize my own scrawl more than it being legible. I've always found if I want to make my handwriting beautiful, I just draw my letters. If I write it is a weird staggered bloby mess.

Hopefully, I'll have the copy over of that blobby mess finished this evening and then off to new adventures.

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  1. My own writing is a measure of my unhappiness. At work when a task is dull and uninteresting I focus on making my scrawl as artfully as possible. When I am happily plugging away it receives much less attention.

    - Kynric


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  2. I work in a technical field full of acronyms and system designations. Sometimes I'd like to transcribe a technical meeting and play it back to everyone so that we can realize how absurd everything sounds. EVE is tame by comparison. :)

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