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19 December 2007 @ 10:03 pm
Who Are You? Who Who? Who Whooooo?  
I'm stealing this from a bunch of other people, because I'd love to know more about all of you-- even if what you have to say is "Je ne parle pas anglais" or something similar. :)

I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your journals, and you update regularly and in detail. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you for your interest in my words.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes black licorice and fluffy dogs-- but not in combination."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who comment all the time. Then post this in your own journal and see what gems of knowledge appear.
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alazysod on December 20th, 2007 06:35 am (UTC)
I've had ten semesters of German, but now that I've taken more than two years off, all I can remember to say is, "I have had too much to eat in Essen [a city that means "food" in German]," and the occasional odd phrase about boys under airplanes, roadkill, and drowning.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 06:53 am (UTC)
Ten semesters! All in high school?

I had two years in junior high (the equivalent of German 1), then German 2 and later speed-version of German 3 in college. I remember isolated nouns-- but almost never their gender-- and various phrases (like you). But not much that's useful!

Worse yet... some of the words creep across from German to Welsh and the reverse. My mother always complained about that same problem-- random mixing! Talk about unhelpful. :(

Happy vacation!
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Steffilegoline on December 20th, 2007 09:38 am (UTC)
I live in that German city mentioned above that means "food" in German, hee :-)

I love photography and am extremely anglophile :-) I'm also a Filker.

Edited at 2007-12-20 09:38 am (UTC)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 04:30 pm (UTC)
Oh, photography! I wish I had any actual skill at it, but my main skill is framing (because I use a *koff* point-and-shoot).

Do you develop your own pictures, or mainly refine your digital camera technique? :)
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Stranger?: Fataltaxidryer on December 20th, 2007 09:39 am (UTC)
Hello. Je ne parle pas anglais.

But I can teach you dirty words in French. ;o)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 06:50 pm (UTC)
Hmm, that could come in useful!

I do have a question, though, without blabbing your real name all over the net. :D

Your first name is French, but your last name appears to be Italian. Is it? Is your father Italian?

And you live in France itself, don't you, and not Switzerland or one of the other French-speaking areas?

Magnifique!
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Greta: zizougretazreta on December 20th, 2007 11:14 am (UTC)
Hi!
I live in a city called Christchurch in New Zealand, which isn't as religious as it sounds. I have a faint scar on my hairline from when I was in first grade and went for a stepping stone that was too far away and landed on it on my head. I play the oboe and just started teaching myself guitar. My favourite food is oysters, my second favourite is custard. These don't work well in combination. Last week I had a half hour argument with my Head of Department about whether split infinitives are ever acceptable. I think yes. Vive la Revolution!

I talk in my sleep. :D
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 07:15 pm (UTC)
have a faint scar on my hairline from when I was in first grade and went for a stepping stone that was too far away and landed on it on my head.
Ow! Now I'm envisioning this whole incident...

These don't work well in combination.
Yick! Actually, they don't work all that well individually for me either. BUT! Glad you like them. :)

Last week I had a half hour argument with my Head of Department about whether split infinitives are ever acceptable. I think yes. Vive la Revolution!
Sometimes it's simply less awkward-sounding if you use split infinitives. In speaking, people almost always DO split them, so if you read prose where they are not written the way they 'fall on the ear' when you hear them... they actually sound strange.

I'm betaing a story right now where the author tends to use adverb-verb instead of verb-adverb (as in, "he happily went downstairs" rather than "he went happily downstairs") and I had to warn her that this phrasing tends to come off as 'stilted' to the reader because it simply isn't how people talk. ;) But then, fanfic has its own rules. :D

Merry Christmas to you too! In your summery clime. :0

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The Good, The Bad and The Lana: smallville lex lana sleepthelana on December 20th, 2007 04:05 pm (UTC)
Gorgeous icon. Sigh. Such pretty lips!

*runs away and hides again*
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When it is darkest, men see the stars.: Dogwitchofthedogs on December 20th, 2007 12:43 pm (UTC)
Let's see...

I'm short and somewhat square and remind myself of a pit-bull terrier. I'm just as determined, too.

The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 07:31 pm (UTC)
Hee! Determination is what gets a person through when skill and luck fail. I'm a huge fan of it, actually. You can move mountains with it, or darn near, if need be. \o/
Entendre? Make mine a double.: SN Jared embarrasseddeirdre_c on December 20th, 2007 01:09 pm (UTC)
I do my best thinking and planning in the shower, and sometimes I'll be standing there and find myself wondering, "Did I wash my hair already or not?" :D
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 07:33 pm (UTC)
and sometimes I'll be standing there and find myself wondering, "Did I wash my hair already or not?" :D
Haha! I usually hit that, "Ummm... how long have I been in here already?" moment instead.

Before LASIK surgery, I used to wear my contacts in the shower because my vision was so poor that I would vague-out in there and take twice as long. Not to mention that I couldn't see the soap if I dropped it-- big old green bar of Irish Spring soap, too. But not enough surface area for the color to register out of the blur. *cringes* *is so grateful for LASIK surgery*
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we're all mad hererelativity1953 on December 20th, 2007 03:55 pm (UTC)
Hello,

fact#1: I am constantly and continually amazed by the memories of the folks here on LJ. People (with a great many more friends than I have) seem to remember every conversation and fic and whatnot written by their friends, and can even tell you what fic urged them to hit that little friending icon. I am simply not that good (I blame it on having children!)

I do, however, seem to remember having a discussion with you about the wrongness that is Peeps, in particular, the blood-red chicks. I know that I read more of your stories and enjoyed them, but it was the mutual disgust for Peeps that provoked me to friend you.

fact#2: I am married and have 2 sons - Charley (5-1/2) and Sam (4). Both of my boys are on the Autistic Spectrum, so I often have find myself going about things in unusual ways - knowing that the typical does not work at my house.

... and, you want strange, unusual facts? I got'em in spades!

I eat marinara sauce, salsa, tomato soup, and (on occassion) ketchup - but I HATE (plain) tomatoes.

I don't like cherries, but I like cherry-flavoring (especially in the form of tootsie pops). Conversely, I like grapes, but HATE grape-flavoring (only kid in school that refused to drink grape Kool-Aide).

I like chocolate and I like mint, but to combine the two is in violation of everything I hold dear. They are two great tastes that taste weird together... though I admit to loving the smell of mint chocolate chip ice cream.

I am not fond of dogs. But, I seem to be able to handle big dogs (not including scary looking pit bulls or anything)... little bouncy, yappy dogs give me the creeps.

I cannot go to sleep until I am sure that every window on the main floor of the house is closed, the front and back door are locked, and every closet door is shut.

I think that is enough of my insanity for one sitting. I will be stealing this meme though - hope you don't mind. I think it's a great idea. Especially for someone with my lack of recall!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 07:50 pm (UTC)
I am simply not that good (I blame it on having children!)
Oh lord. Since having kids, I'm lucky if I remember about where I parked my car and what day of the week it is. :0

about the wrongness that is Peeps, in particular, the blood-red chicks.
That would be the "Taste The Toxic Rainbow" SPN story I wrote for gekitzetsu, and our local Target DID have blood-red chick peeps. I seriously don't know what someone was thinking with that. Pagan sacrifices? *does not want to know*

Both of my boys are on the Autistic Spectrum, so I often have find myself going about things in unusual ways - knowing that the typical does not work at my house.
Oh, gosh-- I'm sorry to hear that. A constant challenge for both parent and child. Someone else on my f-list has an autistic son, and half of her battle is simply other people rather than just him.

I eat marinara sauce, salsa, tomato soup, and (on occassion) ketchup - but I HATE (plain) tomatoes.
Haha! My husband! Although he likes tomatoes in sandwiches, any other uncooked form appears to be evil. I don't like them cooked UNLESS they are buried in one of the forms you mention above. :)

I don't like cherries, but I like cherry-flavoring (especially in the form of tootsie pops).
My daughter!

I like grapes, but HATE grape-flavoring (only kid in school that refused to drink grape Kool-Aide).
That one's me, though I've met a few other people like this. We refer to that fake flavor as "purple," because it does not in any way resemble grape. It's just... something freakish and artificial. :0

but to combine the two is in violation of everything I hold dear.
I actually like them together AND separate, though my mother once made a chocolate-chocolate cake for my daughter's birthday... and put mint in it, because "it needed something." No-no-no-no-no! Pure chocolate is already in its most perfect form! Chocolate-mint cake is just weirdness.

I'm a cat person who really does not like dogs, though I have a weakness for mellow dogs (which are usually the bigger ones). Little yappy dogs are neurotic and noisy, and I don't care for either of those traits. Which is also why I shun Siamese cats, come to think of it. ;)

I will be stealing this meme though - hope you don't mind. I think it's a great idea. Especially for someone with my lack of recall!
It's sure been fun for me! Thanks for taking part. :D
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The Good, The Bad and The Lanathelana on December 20th, 2007 04:16 pm (UTC)
Hmmmm, I don't even know if there is anything interesting about me to say that you don't know about already.

I'm sure most defining things have already come up in conversation.

How about, I'm a total daddy's girl. My father taught math at the university and we had the same way to school, so we always rode the same train for at least half the way. So he would frequently tell me math "stories" so to speak. I remember I always listened to them but didn't understand half of it. When the material came up years later in school however I remembered it and went "Ahhhhh, NOW I get it".

I used to be insanely picky as a child and drove my mom crazy. Then I realized that there were a lot of things that I would refuse to ever eat at my mom's but was okay with eating when we were invited to other people. Once I realized it I started to get better about eating the same things at home too. To this day I still don't really like butter or mayo on any bread I ear. I always figure, if you are gonna put on meat or jam or whatever, why put butter undeath? That's just weird. And I'll always distrust kraut.

I introduced my parents to opera. I still don't know what exactly they were listening to before I introduced them to classical music when I had my first phase of it at age 8 or so.

I always tell people that I don't really have a taste in music at all. Any type of music I ever listened to and liked I can trace back to a person in my environment coming up to me and saying "Hey, I like this, you should listen to it too". This covers opera (girl I went to grade school with whose parents taught classical music), Nick Cave (friend from high school), rap (another friend from high school), melodic heavy metal (a boy from college), 60s&70s rock (another friend). It seems that all music is pretty much the same to me. Just put it in my hand and I'll grow to like it, all genres are fine with me as long as somebody gives me a reason to listen to it.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 08:04 pm (UTC)
I didn't know that you were a Daddy's Girl! I did know you were the youngest of two, thanks to some baby pictures you posted up. :)

I always figure, if you are gonna put on meat or jam or whatever, why put butter undeath?
Oh, I don't mind mayo with meat-- though I don't use much (and it's actually the artifical low-fat stuff). And I like jam with butter. However, meat or cheese with butter is icky to me (the French like this). Your mom must have been so glad when you expanded your horizons. Mine never thought I did-- she never paid attention to what I didn't like, and then would be upset that I didn't want to eat the rice (hate it) or cooked carrots (which she herself doesn't like, it turns out). Given that my parents were of the "I put it on your plate, and you will eat it. Or you'll see it again at every meal until you DO eat it" mentality, serving me foods I didn't like was a big fat deal. :(

They of course have no memory of this now. *eyeroll* Because in retrospect, it seems unreasonable. Well, duh!

Just put it in my hand and I'll grow to like it, all genres are fine with me as long as somebody gives me a reason to listen to it.
I guess that the good part of this is that you're happy with whatever you find! You may not be discriminating, but you're enjoying it all so who cares? My mother loves opera, and classical music from the Baroque period to the late-Romantic era. That's it. She's tried to analyze why other people are so misguided that they "think" they like Rock and Roll, and I finally told her, "No. They're just actually hearing and experiencing music in a different way than you do."
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wrldpossibility: Christmas darlingwrldpossibility on December 20th, 2007 06:09 pm (UTC)
Well, I friended you pretty recently. I jumped into this crazy fanfic world with both feet not terribly long ago and began writing several long, rambling series that consumed all my time before I had had a chance to read much of the other offerings out there. I'm slowly making up for lost time.

A few facts (I've done several of these in the last few days, so forgive me if I'm getting more and more boring):

In high school, I was a competitive downhill ski racer, and qualified for the state finals in slalom. (No, I didn't win.)

My favorite possessions are my scrapbooks of my kids, my laptop, my collection of literature, and my iPod, in that order.

I've lived on the West Coast of the US my entire life.

(Told you I was running out of things to say!) *g*



Edited at 2007-12-20 06:10 pm (UTC)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 08:17 pm (UTC)
jumped into this crazy fanfic world with both feet not terribly long ago and began writing several long, rambling series that consumed all my time before I had had a chance to read much of the other offerings out there.
Seems to have worked out well, though-- didn't you get an award in the last round of the PB Fanfic Awards? All to the good!

In high school, I was a competitive downhill ski racer, and qualified for the state finals in slalom. (No, I didn't win.)
Wow. Where were you living then? I was in Eugene for high school, and I can't recall if we had a ski team or not. Now, Truckee would definitely have a team! The snow is local.

I don't ski at all-- my mother was a radiologist before becoming a psychiatrist, and skiing and motorcycles were forbidden. I really regret not knowing how to ski now, though. Do you ski at Mt. Ashland in the winter?

I've lived on the West Coast of the US my entire life.
I had one year in Provo and three years in Illinois, but other than that same for me! I spent all of my growing-up years in Oregon, but the economy eventually drove me out (80's recession was very bad in Oregon).

I'd still choose to live on the West Coast if I had a choice, though-- it's my culture, and it's the one I like and understand. :)
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mercurybard on December 20th, 2007 06:16 pm (UTC)
I once provided voices for child characters in a Morrowind (computer game) mod that was created by a woman in Switzerland.
The Good, The Bad and The Lana: smilie priyankathelana on December 20th, 2007 07:10 pm (UTC)
I love that game!
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Deadbeat Nymph: michael courtyard raindeadbeat_nymph on December 20th, 2007 06:51 pm (UTC)
*waves*

Okay, so something you don't know about me already... Well, you know I live in my own personal space/time zone and I'm always behind with everything. You know that I'm dirty but creampuffy, too. You know that I'm Canadian. You know that I love music like crazy but that there are huge holes in my musical education.

Hm... Je parle anglais, francais et italien? That's something, I guess. Maybe a few more: I love the sea and have considered moving to Texas to do a grad programme in maritime archaeology; I have a degree in fine art and art history and want to return to school as soon as I'm able; I paint, and although I've lapsed over the past few years, I'm starting up again; I'm half-Catholic and half-Orthodox, and although I'm not devout and have major problems with the Church, I'm actually quite interested in religion; I crochet and have recently taken up knitting; I love to cook and my specialty is pimped-out comfort food; and... that's all I can think of. :P
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 20th, 2007 08:23 pm (UTC)
French AND Italian? Do you come by the French because of where you live in Canada? There are lots of LJ folks who have English as a second language because they grew up somewhere like Quebec.

I love the sea and have considered moving to Texas to do a grad programme in maritime archaeology;
*tempts* University of Oregon Marine Biology. Which is a totally different program, but the Oregon Coast is gorgeous. Cold but gorgeous. ;)

I paint, and although I've lapsed over the past few years, I'm starting up again;
Wow. I wish I could paint, but I kind of suck at it unless we're talking housepainting. I have no abilities with realism, perspective or three-dimensionality, so you can guess what my results look like. :0

I'm half-Catholic and half-Orthodox, and although I'm not devout and have major problems with the Church, I'm actually quite interested in religion;
That doesn't surprise me-- I'm agnostic, but still interested in religion. Though mostly ANY religion. It shapes societies and individuals alike. Ooh, ooh-- have you ever seen "Black Robe?" It's angsty and has gorgeous scenery, but talk about making you think. Plus August Schellenberg is fantastic in it (though Lothaire Bluteau is who everyone remembers).

Now I want to know what "pimped-out comfort food" is. Mac and cheese with added bacon/ham? Campbell's Cream-of-Mushroom soup with paprika? What?
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ErinRua: Brainerinrua on December 20th, 2007 08:11 pm (UTC)
Huh. Well, this is fun! Okay, let's see what I can find to say ....

Well, for about 18 years my hubby and I lived a peripatetic life on the road. We worked as cowboys for cattle ranches and as mule packers for guide/outfitter services in the mountains. Still ride when we can, but don't own any horses. (And that life experience still nudges me to one day write an SPN-meta about the Winchesters on the road.)

I've lived in small towns and rural areas all my life. I'm married to an ex-cop/former-Marine/cowboy/mule-packer/private-investigator. (Yes, really, lol!) I can shoot a pistol, a rifle, and a longbow, in descending levels of skill. My social life mainly revolves around taking my 3 border collies to a local dog trainer's farm, where we train in sheep herding for fun and for sheepdog trials. I have aspirations of becoming a published novelist (fantasy genre and maybe one day historical fiction).

Uh ... I consider myself a gregarious hermit, in that I'm quite content with my own company, but I enjoy talking to fun, interesting, intelligent people. My forever fandom is JRR Tolkien. And I'm not as well-spoken in person as I am in type. *G*

There. That ought to do me. I try to reserve my LJ for fanfic/fandom stuff, but maybe I'll post this in my LJ just for a bit of Christmas fun! :-)
Cheers ~

Erin
P.S.
Oh, yeah, and I like to cartoon-sketch and draw, mainly dogs and horses, but I'm not disciplined enough to "do something with" it. ;)

Edited at 2007-12-20 08:13 pm (UTC)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 21st, 2007 12:25 am (UTC)
(And that life experience still nudges me to one day write an SPN-meta about the Winchesters on the road.)
I still think you should! You have such a different background from most people, and this is an aspect that you share with the Winchesters to some degree. Except for working from town-to-town instead of killing something. ;)

I have aspirations of becoming a published novelist (fantasy genre and maybe one day historical fiction).
Wow! Whoo! Given my personal struggles with longer stories (i.e., in the 5K word-range) that isn't even a distant pipe dream for me anymore. :0

And I'm not as well-spoken in person as I am in type. *G*
Haha! Who is? Unless your typing is all, "Plz, ppls! LOLZ! Buncha h0rz!"

but maybe I'll post this in my LJ just for a bit of Christmas fun! :-)
It's been fun for me, seeing what everyone has to say! Do.It. :D
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Recycledfaery: Went - Christmas wishlistrecycledfaery on December 20th, 2007 10:14 pm (UTC)
hmmm... Lemme see. What would you want to know...

I've done all kinds off jobs to put myself through varsity in South Africa. BTW I got a pshychology degree. Thought it might help me, but as you may have noticed, it had no effect.

Ok back to the jobs. I worked in a liquor store as a cashier. Payday Fridays were extremely interesting. I made fudge for a store that sold homemade goods. Oh and I was a bunny girl in a casino. LOL

While living in Chicago I had no visa to work so I ended sponging off my Geek. But I did pay my debt to society by volunteering at a humane society. I cleaned the dogs' cages, walked them and fed them peanutbutter treats twice a week. (I'm sure someone else did the other days *winks*)

I also served the free breakfast that was on offer at this one apartment building we stayed at in Chicago three mornings a week. For my effort I got to meet some fascinating people and our rent was reduced by almosr 50 percent.

Oh and my proper jobs? I was a journalist and editor and now I'm a PR manager.
*g*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 21st, 2007 12:31 am (UTC)
Thought it might help me, but as you may have noticed, it had no effect.
:D I wasn't going to say anything, but... ;) Just kidding. :D My parents are psychiatrists, but for my dad in particular, he understands other people very well but never analyzes his own drives or motives (beyond rationalizing everything away). As a result, most of his kids are relentlessly self-analzying, to avoid being so incredibly clueless!

Payday Fridays were extremely interesting.
Uh-oh. I'll bet! :0

Oh and I was a bunny girl in a casino. LOL
You must have some "attributes" then. ;)

For my effort I got to meet some fascinating people and our rent was reduced by almosr 50 percent.
This sounds like a real bargain, actually-- especially if you look at it the way you're doing. Entertainment AND lower rent. \o/

I was a journalist and editor and now I'm a PR manager.
Looks like what you are, no matter where, is very adaptable! That's a wonderful trait to have, and I wish I had more of it. :D
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1aquaesulis761aquaesulis76 on December 20th, 2007 11:19 pm (UTC)
Hmm, what to tell about myself? I'm 4'10" - the smallest in my family (excluding those under the age of 8) but am the fastest reader. (I've been practising since the age of 3 and it's finally paid off.)

I've also had a pig named after me. That normally ends this kind of conversation.....
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on December 21st, 2007 12:34 am (UTC)
I'm 4'10" - the smallest in my family (excluding those under the age of 8)
Wow. My daughter crossed 5' when she turned ten, thanks to her Dad's gene pool. Mine is mostly medium, except for what my sister calls the "mutant Patootie gene," which would be my Aunt Clara (nicknamed Patootie) who was about 4'8". She taught fourth grade. Many students were taller than she was-- which had to be like rubbing it in on a daily basis!

(I've been practising since the age of 3 and it's finally paid off.)
Ooh, precocious! Never too early to learn one of the best things life has to offer, though. You were lucky!

I've also had a pig named after me. That normally ends this kind of conversation.....
Hahaha! Don't people want to know why? Spill! Spill!
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