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she's a kindly cape islander, old but still sound, but so lost in the long liners shadow

Posted on 2006.11.10 at 22:06
where am I: at my desk with ancient popcorn under it. I need to fix that
How I feel about it all: pensivepensive
Soundtrack: Stan Rogers - Make and Break Harbour
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Write a journal entry for this meme with six random facts about yourself.
Then, pick six of your friends list and tag them - no tag backs.
These rules should be included in your entry.

1. I have some mild OCD tendencies. I prefer to do things in even numbers. If I'm offered a bite of some food thing, I have to take two bites, even they're two half-bite-sized bitelets, just to make the even number. I also feel uncomfortable if I'm not sitting on the outside of a booth, facing the door. Maybe I was a mafioso in a past life. And I have to wait until my feet are off the floor before turning out the light at bedtime.

2. I'm a complete and utter slob when it comes to housework. I hate it, I put it off, and by the time I get to where I'm okay with doing something, it looks like a train's run through my house, so I take all day and clean it and then I'm too wiped to clean for days and days and...you get the pattern. I want to be rich enough to hire a housecleaner. Not a cook--I love to cook, I just want someone to clean up after me.

3. I'm very easy to live with. I'm flexible about food, dinnertimes, cleaning schedules (I WILL clean if I'm living with someone else and keeping a schedule). The only thing that might bother me is if my housemate played music that I didn't like all the time. That would make me crazy.

4. My best writing is done in the first ten minutes after I start. It's probably why I'm better at drabbles than whole stories. Also, contrary to what Neil Gaiman says, I do my best writing after a glass or two of wine (not six or seven, mind you. *g*). And I still like what I've written the next morning.

5. The body part that attracts me most is the brain. Someone can be the most gorgeous human specimen on the face of the earth, but if they don't have intelligence/sense of humour/a desire to learn more about the world, then forget it. Maybe it's a kind of snobbishness, but I have never had a serious relationship, a good friendship, or ANY kind of physical/emotional attraction to someone who isn't intelligent. And by that I don't necessarily mean education, y'know? But gods, use a big word and I'm putty. Putty.

6. I complain all the time about how weird I am, but when it comes down to it, I wouldn't want to be mainstream for anything. I can't imagine doing the soccermom bit, or going through life without saying, "what if it were this way?" or "why can't things be like this? The idea of routine and ordinariness is scary, although I know I need more routine in my life because I tend to be so random, pulling new ideas and plans and possibilites out of thin air, yet I balk against this constantly. This probably is another kind of snobbery.

I tag these guys, but anyone, go for it!



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primroseburrows at 2006-10-12 03:08 (UTC) ()
The weird thing is, it's connected to some warped form of compassion. Uneven numbers don't seem fair to the one left out. Even if the number is one. *shrugs* I have a strange inner world.
sam80853 at 2006-10-12 08:01 (UTC) ()
I totally get #4 - without the addition of whine, of course. I grow easily impatient with longer stories (if I write it - reading those is a whole other story), I just wanna get finished. Pathetic really.
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-12 08:27 (UTC) ()
I need to get OVER #4 (the first ten minutes thing, not the wine thing. *g*). I get too wordy, is what it is, after the first few minutes of a story when the idea is the thing and not the detail.
sam80853 at 2006-10-12 08:32 (UTC) ()
I'm really bad with details. Sometimes there is no such thing as details and other times I get tangled up in details and get completely lost ::faints:: ... Writing really is a burden ::grins::
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-12 08:50 (UTC) ()
I have this wild fantasy about writing a novel-length, plotted fic with all sorts of details. The problem is that when I research, I get all ADD about it and go off on wild internet surfing trips.

Like, I was looking at sites of a particular town (Old Crow, YT, if you want something to look up when you're bored) for a fic someone else was thinking about writing. It was fun, and I found a lot of stuff about the town and geography and stuff, but an hour later I was also spending way too much time on a site with black-and-white pictures of Inuit puppies. I mean, that's all one page had on it. Two pictures of puppies. I need to stop doing that. :)

irinaauthor at 2006-10-12 14:06 (UTC) ()
contrary to what Neil Gaiman says

Why? What does Neil Gaiman say?
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-12 21:39 (UTC) ()

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