Memes and nothingness.
First Lines Meme::
January: I had a lovely, relaxing weekend. It was much needed.
February: I seriously just read a post............................. from one of my COMMUNITIEES,.............................. that was writtin leik this!!!!!!!.......................and the point was to leik calm down!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.................
When someone asked the obvious question (ie-- WTF?!), the poster's response was:
"Well, you ignorant it is called a "Stream of Consciousnes".
March: This morning, I was greeted by a cheerful topic notification that said a preview of the Twilight Alchemy Lab site had gone live.
April: I just slept for fifteen hours.
May: If ever there were a day to go out and make love in a field, this is the day.
June: I spent all of yesterday evening naked under a sheet, being stroked and smoothed by another woman... god, I love having a friend who's a massage therapist.
July: Up until about three hours ago, my weekend was fabulous.
August: I am tired and underslept, so expect no eloquence.
September: I love today's weather. Drizzly, overcast, a chill in the air. It's so welcome after weeks and weeks of hot sun. The air genuinely smells like fall.
October: For starters, guess who I met? Neil Gaiman!
November: These are not the droids you're looking for.
December: Dear self: do not attempt to apply liquid eyeliner at 7:00am before you've had your coffee.
Six Weird Quirks Meme::
These things are hard-- most of you know my weird quirks. The mirror thing I've covered. The weird perfectionism. The hate of the word 'clot.' I don't know what else there is.
1. I like my oatmeal runny, like morning soup. I prepare it the same way every time-- water, a big spoonful of cinnamon, a little sugar, a slice of butter, and milk that forms a creamy layer on top. It's weird, but that's what I like.
2. I definitely prefer the left side of my face to my right side. I think it's the freckles, although it could be that my nose slopes just a little and gives me a more delicate profile from the left. I call the right side the mannish side, and I've only ever taken like three pictures from the right that I liked.
3. I freak out like a little wuss whenever someone gets a needle in a movie. It squicks me out so hardcore.
4. I think girls with mohawks are the hottest ever. Androgyny in general is a turn-on. I like handsome girls and pretty boys.
5. I take baths in very specific order. I make tea while the water is running, and toss in the bath goodies right before I get undressed. I usually read and sip tea for about a half-hour before I start to wash. I wash my face, shampoo my hair, wash my skin and shave while the conditioner sits in my hair, and then shower the conditioner out or run my hair under the faucet. Then I pat dry, but if the house is empty, I'll walk around naked for awhile to air dry in the warmer months. I love the feeling of air drying.
6. If I see a spelling error in a post that's months or years old, I'll correct it. However, it drives me nuts when someone else corrects me unless I ask for a proof-reading. I don't know why this is.
Bonus: When I'm attracted to someone, it's very hard for me to look them in the eyes at first, until I'm sure the attraction is mutual. I'll look pretty much everywhere else. Lips, right over their shoulder, at some indistinct point off in the distance. I think it's because I feel attraction very physically-- if I look someone to whom I am attracted straight in they eyes, I get a little jolt of pain right in the chest. Of course, when it's established that the attraction is mutual-- watch out. I'll use eye direct contact as a way to unsettle and keep the other person off balance. I'll raise an eyebrow and pin 'em to the wall with my gaze. I don't know why. It's probably a control thing. The more I get the upper hand, the more I wrap 'em around my finger-- the more direct my eye contact gets. The more it becomes a game.
Supernatural is taking over my icon selection. They're just so... adorable. I can't help it. Okay, I don't want to help it. I have a full-on Dean fetish at this point. The jacket! The way he chews his pens! The particular way he walks! The angst! The pretty!
Lunch break over. Bellydance tonight. Back to working on the Waldies website. Coding is very much hurting the eyes today.
January: I had a lovely, relaxing weekend. It was much needed.
February: I seriously just read a post............................. from one of my COMMUNITIEES,.............................. that was writtin leik this!!!!!!!.......................and the point was to leik calm down!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.................
When someone asked the obvious question (ie-- WTF?!), the poster's response was:
"Well, you ignorant it is called a "Stream of Consciousnes".
March: This morning, I was greeted by a cheerful topic notification that said a preview of the Twilight Alchemy Lab site had gone live.
April: I just slept for fifteen hours.
May: If ever there were a day to go out and make love in a field, this is the day.
June: I spent all of yesterday evening naked under a sheet, being stroked and smoothed by another woman... god, I love having a friend who's a massage therapist.
July: Up until about three hours ago, my weekend was fabulous.
August: I am tired and underslept, so expect no eloquence.
September: I love today's weather. Drizzly, overcast, a chill in the air. It's so welcome after weeks and weeks of hot sun. The air genuinely smells like fall.
October: For starters, guess who I met? Neil Gaiman!
November: These are not the droids you're looking for.
December: Dear self: do not attempt to apply liquid eyeliner at 7:00am before you've had your coffee.
Six Weird Quirks Meme::
These things are hard-- most of you know my weird quirks. The mirror thing I've covered. The weird perfectionism. The hate of the word 'clot.' I don't know what else there is.
1. I like my oatmeal runny, like morning soup. I prepare it the same way every time-- water, a big spoonful of cinnamon, a little sugar, a slice of butter, and milk that forms a creamy layer on top. It's weird, but that's what I like.
2. I definitely prefer the left side of my face to my right side. I think it's the freckles, although it could be that my nose slopes just a little and gives me a more delicate profile from the left. I call the right side the mannish side, and I've only ever taken like three pictures from the right that I liked.
3. I freak out like a little wuss whenever someone gets a needle in a movie. It squicks me out so hardcore.
4. I think girls with mohawks are the hottest ever. Androgyny in general is a turn-on. I like handsome girls and pretty boys.
5. I take baths in very specific order. I make tea while the water is running, and toss in the bath goodies right before I get undressed. I usually read and sip tea for about a half-hour before I start to wash. I wash my face, shampoo my hair, wash my skin and shave while the conditioner sits in my hair, and then shower the conditioner out or run my hair under the faucet. Then I pat dry, but if the house is empty, I'll walk around naked for awhile to air dry in the warmer months. I love the feeling of air drying.
6. If I see a spelling error in a post that's months or years old, I'll correct it. However, it drives me nuts when someone else corrects me unless I ask for a proof-reading. I don't know why this is.
Bonus: When I'm attracted to someone, it's very hard for me to look them in the eyes at first, until I'm sure the attraction is mutual. I'll look pretty much everywhere else. Lips, right over their shoulder, at some indistinct point off in the distance. I think it's because I feel attraction very physically-- if I look someone to whom I am attracted straight in they eyes, I get a little jolt of pain right in the chest. Of course, when it's established that the attraction is mutual-- watch out. I'll use eye direct contact as a way to unsettle and keep the other person off balance. I'll raise an eyebrow and pin 'em to the wall with my gaze. I don't know why. It's probably a control thing. The more I get the upper hand, the more I wrap 'em around my finger-- the more direct my eye contact gets. The more it becomes a game.
Supernatural is taking over my icon selection. They're just so... adorable. I can't help it. Okay, I don't want to help it. I have a full-on Dean fetish at this point. The jacket! The way he chews his pens! The particular way he walks! The angst! The pretty!
Lunch break over. Bellydance tonight. Back to working on the Waldies website. Coding is very much hurting the eyes today.