Long, godforsaken post
I changed the game a bit. Considering that I generally don't associate songs or celebrities with people-- or at least non-fictional people, I aimed for answering three of the below five options for each person who went "Oooh! Oooh! Pick me! Pick me!"::
--I will write something about you.
--I will tell you what song[s] remind me of you.
--I will tell you who you remind me of, wether it be a celebrity, fictional character, or mythic archetype.
--I will tell you what color I associate with you.
--I will name a single word that immediately comes to mind when I think about you.
Toni:: I get a very momma bear vibe from you. Not so much a mothering-vibe as in with children, although I'm sure you're an excellent mother, but the type who make sure everyone is cared for. The glue that holds people together. At the same time, I like that you explore your bawdy side, and when I think of you, I picture bawdy Renaissance music like "Come Sirrah Jack Ho." Your color is purple. Like a misty lavender purple-- the perfect blend of spicy red and serene blue. Your word is “explore.” It's not necesarily the word that best describes you, more of a feeling I get from you.
Missy:: You have your own way of doing things, your own style. You have the ability to take on so much in your life and still remain essentially you, and that's cool. The word that comes to mind is "flair", wether it refers to your hair (because as we know, fantastic muppets have great hair) or your attitude. You remind me of 90's pop-rock, you know-- before grunge came along and made it all suck. Fun and flippy, sunny. Earnest. Lisa Loeb music, maybe. I picture sunshine yellow when I think of you.
Heather:: Your color is wispy green. Beautiful and ephemeral, full of promise but somehow just a little wistful or sad. You know, except for when you’ve had sugar. I always think of you when “Let Go” comes on because it practically emanates from your side of the wall. Of course, I think of “undulate.” It’s funny how I’ve known you for four years and I never quite know how well I actually know you. Sure, I know the fannish stuff and the squee-worthy stuff and the headline news, but apart from that? Sometimes you feel so distant, and that scares me because I was kinda hoping to keep up a friendship after college, but with our lives diverging and whatnot, I wish I could be sure the bond will be there. I don’t want to just refer to you one day as “my college roommate,” you know? Anyway, I do think you’ll end up making movies one day, reading lots of books, and thinking thinky-thoughts. And I think I found your birthday present today, too.
Jake:: Your color is some unfathomable color between cerulean and royal blue. You're so random at times, but always heartfelt and/or amusing, and truth be told, I do miss the punning. I associate you with all things cartoonish because I picture you as a very animated person. If I watched cartoons, maybe I could be more specific, but alas, I was born approximately thirty years old. Your word is “laugh,” because you bring laughter into my life.
Chris:: You’re easy. Green. I can’t wait to read some of your work, to get a feel for the universe you’re creating. I’m very excited to be a part of your latest endeavor. You’re a good listener, and I like your analyzations because they often make me look at things in ways I’ve not looked at them before. I picture Leto II (not a celebrity, but you know what I mean) when I think of you because of your sci-fi philosophical bent. Your word is “think,” because your brain is constantly in motion.
Kirsty:: When I think of you, I picture pinkish-silver, metallic but soft. I feel like we could be closer. You have always been exceedingly sweet to me, and I picture you as a very sensitive individual, very in-touch with feelings. You’re very sincere. I never get the feeling that you are ever being fake or perfunctory. I picture Darla when I think of you because I associated you early on with the Darla icon you frequently used. Your word is “gossamer,” mostly because of your screenname.
Tina:: You are peachy-pink, the color of a blush rose. You’re someone who feels things very deeply, and because of that, you have so much empathy for others. You’ve only hit the tip of exploring who you’ll be, though. You’re the typification of the Maiden archetype, dewy and beautiful, full of joy and emotion. You’re like a crush of rosepetals. You will mature gracefully and beautifully as you journey through life, no doubt. You also have remarkable patience and perseverance. I envy you that. When I think of you, I think of the Persephone archetype. Your word is “bloom.”
Noble:: You are gunmetal grey. You need to come visit because I miss you very very much, and I’m not being facetious. I do. You fall into the category of “guy friend who more idiot females should notice” because you exemplify your name. You come across as cryptic sometimes—it’s okay. We the privileged know the real story, that the face is just for show to freak us out. :P I picture Jessica Rabbit. I dunno why, it’s a weird association. (!) Or someone from Highlander. Your word is your name.
Christie:: You are the color of ice. I’m sure that association comes right from your screenname, and your word is “cold” because I think of your little penguin. I’m only getting to know you, so I can’t say a whole lot about you other than you are a generous person, and a fair one. The character that comes to mind most readily is the Ice Queen—again, because of the name. I’m sure you’re less evil. J
Seshen:: Your color is burgundy, and I picture Katherine Hepburn when I think of you. I think you have similar senses of humor, plus I think you have her as one of your icons. You’re the type of lady I want to have a cup of tea with. I would also love to be in ritual with you, which is something that hopefully someday I will be lucky enough to do. You’re someone I’d love to learn from, and I admire your discipline, your wisdom, and practicality. Your word is “strength” because I picture you as having a spine of steel.
Don:: You are cobalt blue. I picture a big teddy bear when I think of you, something comforting. Maybe a Teddy Ruxpin playing a Barenaked Ladies track, though. :) I'm excited that I got to meet you twice already, that we've never fallen out of touch, and I hope that will continue. Your word is "enthusiasm," because you have more of it than most people I know. I feel like our friendship is too me-centric sometimes, though. I should be a better friend and comment on more of your posts and the like. I've been a little lacking.
Laurel:: Even though your name should make me think forest green, I envision coral when I think of you, and glittering blue-greens. I wish we’d actually gotten to hang out more. I have a feeling you and I’d have gotten along quite well. You remind me of a mermaid because of your hair. I hope we keep in touch and you have a great time in Budapest (make Tony get an LJ and all that so we can keep up, too). I envy your close-knit circle of friends. You seem to fit so well with them, and that’s something to be cherished. Your word is “sing,” because music is your life.
Laura Caroline:: You are red-orange. Not quite fire engine red, but striving towards it. I don't know you very well, which is odd because you live with us. I feel like we don't do enough things as a foursome, so we should try and work on that before we graduate. You're remarkably talented in art, and I think that's cool. I always wished I could draw and paint, and seeing some of the stuff you do fills me with awe. I also appreciate your healthy appetite for all things sexy. Your character is Hedwig, because I associate you with that movie a lot. Your word is "unexpected," because I never know what to expect from you-- you don't fit any stereotype, which is a good thing.
Aster:: After last night, you are permanently purple. I think of wine colors when I think of you. Some times I envy the experience you’ve had, all the whacky stories you have to tell. It seems like a lot of fun, a lot of diversity, a lot to take in. You put up a very mature front most of the time, but I’m glad to be one of the people who knows better. It’s okay, though. Not knowing everything is not a bad thing, I’ll assure you. When I think of you, I think of Lara Croft because of the picture that’s sitting next to me, of last Halloween. Your word is “world,” because you’re one of the most globally-aware people I know. Let’s have fondue again soon.
Matthew:: Your colour is blue. Not quite robin’s egg blue, not quite as soft as baby blue. Somewhere in between. You’re one of the most perceptive people I know, and unlike most people I know, you take the time to actually listen before you speak. That’s a welcome change. I feel at times as though I’m puzzling you out, getting bits and pieces at a time of the enigma that is you. You also seem like a very genuinely good and generous human being, so get on cloning yourself, would you? Although I do have to wonder how you pick your friendships, what you look for in a friend. It’s funny that out of all the people on this list you’re the closest to reminding me of fame in general, and yet, I can’t picture you as anything other than Joe Normal, not wrapped up in the trappings of said fame at all. Your word is “accent,” because that’s the first thing I think of when I think of you. I like your accent.
Did I miss anyone? It’s a little late to be adding on newcomers, but if you requested and I blanked, I’ll add you.
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I had no energy to finish that meme whatsoever. I’ve been working on new layout-y things all evening, and I don’t feel like I got very far. For the first time, I think my layout is going to center around a picture of me in celebration of The Pink. I’m playing with two color schemes: #1 – watercolor baby blues, wispy pinks, and greens. It might be too wispy. #2 – deep greens with hints of aquatic tones and surprising dashes of magenta. It’s playing with different textures. I’m not sure that it goes with the picture I want to use, though. I want to use the line “he says he reckons I’m a watercolor stain” because for the love of God, Father Lucifer will not come unstuck from my brain. It will not. So, erm, does anyone want to take a stab at layout consultation? Or like, making one for me if I give samples and descriptions and stuff? My brain hurts. This is what happens when I have too many options.
Good things for today: I joined NetFlix. Woo for seeing season 3 of Queer As Folk. Also,
lm wrote something for me that I will read tomorrow, and I got a swap in from shewaselectric. Yas? I loooove Eclipse. Thank you. (Also? If you put in a Villainess order, could you pick me up a bar of Mojito? I’m kinda kicking myself about forgetting that. Haha, look at me enabling you! I can pay/swap/whatever. If not, I’m sure someone on the board’ll help, it’s okay. ) Finally, my Cold Moon BPAL order is shipping. With luck, it should be here by Friday.
Bad news for today: My body is acting crazy. This worries me. More on that later—hopefully, I’m just worrying too much.
Also? Wow, I didn’t expect such an overwhelming response to the hair. I’ve never had so many comments on a post ever, I think. So far, I’ve only had onegrumbling grouchy fart person go “why???”… even Mike likes it. So that’s good.
It’s getting close to 5am. I should sleep.
--I will write something about you.
--I will tell you what song[s] remind me of you.
--I will tell you who you remind me of, wether it be a celebrity, fictional character, or mythic archetype.
--I will tell you what color I associate with you.
--I will name a single word that immediately comes to mind when I think about you.
Toni:: I get a very momma bear vibe from you. Not so much a mothering-vibe as in with children, although I'm sure you're an excellent mother, but the type who make sure everyone is cared for. The glue that holds people together. At the same time, I like that you explore your bawdy side, and when I think of you, I picture bawdy Renaissance music like "Come Sirrah Jack Ho." Your color is purple. Like a misty lavender purple-- the perfect blend of spicy red and serene blue. Your word is “explore.” It's not necesarily the word that best describes you, more of a feeling I get from you.
Missy:: You have your own way of doing things, your own style. You have the ability to take on so much in your life and still remain essentially you, and that's cool. The word that comes to mind is "flair", wether it refers to your hair (because as we know, fantastic muppets have great hair) or your attitude. You remind me of 90's pop-rock, you know-- before grunge came along and made it all suck. Fun and flippy, sunny. Earnest. Lisa Loeb music, maybe. I picture sunshine yellow when I think of you.
Heather:: Your color is wispy green. Beautiful and ephemeral, full of promise but somehow just a little wistful or sad. You know, except for when you’ve had sugar. I always think of you when “Let Go” comes on because it practically emanates from your side of the wall. Of course, I think of “undulate.” It’s funny how I’ve known you for four years and I never quite know how well I actually know you. Sure, I know the fannish stuff and the squee-worthy stuff and the headline news, but apart from that? Sometimes you feel so distant, and that scares me because I was kinda hoping to keep up a friendship after college, but with our lives diverging and whatnot, I wish I could be sure the bond will be there. I don’t want to just refer to you one day as “my college roommate,” you know? Anyway, I do think you’ll end up making movies one day, reading lots of books, and thinking thinky-thoughts. And I think I found your birthday present today, too.
Jake:: Your color is some unfathomable color between cerulean and royal blue. You're so random at times, but always heartfelt and/or amusing, and truth be told, I do miss the punning. I associate you with all things cartoonish because I picture you as a very animated person. If I watched cartoons, maybe I could be more specific, but alas, I was born approximately thirty years old. Your word is “laugh,” because you bring laughter into my life.
Chris:: You’re easy. Green. I can’t wait to read some of your work, to get a feel for the universe you’re creating. I’m very excited to be a part of your latest endeavor. You’re a good listener, and I like your analyzations because they often make me look at things in ways I’ve not looked at them before. I picture Leto II (not a celebrity, but you know what I mean) when I think of you because of your sci-fi philosophical bent. Your word is “think,” because your brain is constantly in motion.
Kirsty:: When I think of you, I picture pinkish-silver, metallic but soft. I feel like we could be closer. You have always been exceedingly sweet to me, and I picture you as a very sensitive individual, very in-touch with feelings. You’re very sincere. I never get the feeling that you are ever being fake or perfunctory. I picture Darla when I think of you because I associated you early on with the Darla icon you frequently used. Your word is “gossamer,” mostly because of your screenname.
Tina:: You are peachy-pink, the color of a blush rose. You’re someone who feels things very deeply, and because of that, you have so much empathy for others. You’ve only hit the tip of exploring who you’ll be, though. You’re the typification of the Maiden archetype, dewy and beautiful, full of joy and emotion. You’re like a crush of rosepetals. You will mature gracefully and beautifully as you journey through life, no doubt. You also have remarkable patience and perseverance. I envy you that. When I think of you, I think of the Persephone archetype. Your word is “bloom.”
Noble:: You are gunmetal grey. You need to come visit because I miss you very very much, and I’m not being facetious. I do. You fall into the category of “guy friend who more idiot females should notice” because you exemplify your name. You come across as cryptic sometimes—it’s okay. We the privileged know the real story, that the face is just for show to freak us out. :P I picture Jessica Rabbit. I dunno why, it’s a weird association. (!) Or someone from Highlander. Your word is your name.
Christie:: You are the color of ice. I’m sure that association comes right from your screenname, and your word is “cold” because I think of your little penguin. I’m only getting to know you, so I can’t say a whole lot about you other than you are a generous person, and a fair one. The character that comes to mind most readily is the Ice Queen—again, because of the name. I’m sure you’re less evil. J
Seshen:: Your color is burgundy, and I picture Katherine Hepburn when I think of you. I think you have similar senses of humor, plus I think you have her as one of your icons. You’re the type of lady I want to have a cup of tea with. I would also love to be in ritual with you, which is something that hopefully someday I will be lucky enough to do. You’re someone I’d love to learn from, and I admire your discipline, your wisdom, and practicality. Your word is “strength” because I picture you as having a spine of steel.
Don:: You are cobalt blue. I picture a big teddy bear when I think of you, something comforting. Maybe a Teddy Ruxpin playing a Barenaked Ladies track, though. :) I'm excited that I got to meet you twice already, that we've never fallen out of touch, and I hope that will continue. Your word is "enthusiasm," because you have more of it than most people I know. I feel like our friendship is too me-centric sometimes, though. I should be a better friend and comment on more of your posts and the like. I've been a little lacking.
Laurel:: Even though your name should make me think forest green, I envision coral when I think of you, and glittering blue-greens. I wish we’d actually gotten to hang out more. I have a feeling you and I’d have gotten along quite well. You remind me of a mermaid because of your hair. I hope we keep in touch and you have a great time in Budapest (make Tony get an LJ and all that so we can keep up, too). I envy your close-knit circle of friends. You seem to fit so well with them, and that’s something to be cherished. Your word is “sing,” because music is your life.
Laura Caroline:: You are red-orange. Not quite fire engine red, but striving towards it. I don't know you very well, which is odd because you live with us. I feel like we don't do enough things as a foursome, so we should try and work on that before we graduate. You're remarkably talented in art, and I think that's cool. I always wished I could draw and paint, and seeing some of the stuff you do fills me with awe. I also appreciate your healthy appetite for all things sexy. Your character is Hedwig, because I associate you with that movie a lot. Your word is "unexpected," because I never know what to expect from you-- you don't fit any stereotype, which is a good thing.
Aster:: After last night, you are permanently purple. I think of wine colors when I think of you. Some times I envy the experience you’ve had, all the whacky stories you have to tell. It seems like a lot of fun, a lot of diversity, a lot to take in. You put up a very mature front most of the time, but I’m glad to be one of the people who knows better. It’s okay, though. Not knowing everything is not a bad thing, I’ll assure you. When I think of you, I think of Lara Croft because of the picture that’s sitting next to me, of last Halloween. Your word is “world,” because you’re one of the most globally-aware people I know. Let’s have fondue again soon.
Matthew:: Your colour is blue. Not quite robin’s egg blue, not quite as soft as baby blue. Somewhere in between. You’re one of the most perceptive people I know, and unlike most people I know, you take the time to actually listen before you speak. That’s a welcome change. I feel at times as though I’m puzzling you out, getting bits and pieces at a time of the enigma that is you. You also seem like a very genuinely good and generous human being, so get on cloning yourself, would you? Although I do have to wonder how you pick your friendships, what you look for in a friend. It’s funny that out of all the people on this list you’re the closest to reminding me of fame in general, and yet, I can’t picture you as anything other than Joe Normal, not wrapped up in the trappings of said fame at all. Your word is “accent,” because that’s the first thing I think of when I think of you. I like your accent.
Did I miss anyone? It’s a little late to be adding on newcomers, but if you requested and I blanked, I’ll add you.
I had no energy to finish that meme whatsoever. I’ve been working on new layout-y things all evening, and I don’t feel like I got very far. For the first time, I think my layout is going to center around a picture of me in celebration of The Pink. I’m playing with two color schemes: #1 – watercolor baby blues, wispy pinks, and greens. It might be too wispy. #2 – deep greens with hints of aquatic tones and surprising dashes of magenta. It’s playing with different textures. I’m not sure that it goes with the picture I want to use, though. I want to use the line “he says he reckons I’m a watercolor stain” because for the love of God, Father Lucifer will not come unstuck from my brain. It will not. So, erm, does anyone want to take a stab at layout consultation? Or like, making one for me if I give samples and descriptions and stuff? My brain hurts. This is what happens when I have too many options.
Good things for today: I joined NetFlix. Woo for seeing season 3 of Queer As Folk. Also,
lm wrote something for me that I will read tomorrow, and I got a swap in from shewaselectric. Yas? I loooove Eclipse. Thank you. (Also? If you put in a Villainess order, could you pick me up a bar of Mojito? I’m kinda kicking myself about forgetting that. Haha, look at me enabling you! I can pay/swap/whatever. If not, I’m sure someone on the board’ll help, it’s okay. ) Finally, my Cold Moon BPAL order is shipping. With luck, it should be here by Friday.Bad news for today: My body is acting crazy. This worries me. More on that later—hopefully, I’m just worrying too much.
Also? Wow, I didn’t expect such an overwhelming response to the hair. I’ve never had so many comments on a post ever, I think. So far, I’ve only had one
It’s getting close to 5am. I should sleep.