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asked by MrIanBI've got a kickass square one on my right knee. When I was a little kid, someone always noticed and commented in gym class. It made me feel kind of famous.
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Thank you, thank you. The plastic fruit has been duly received and is subject to much love every day. Twitter rocks!
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asked by MrIanB
The other morning I did an accidental full frontal flash. Yeah. Just after my shower I'm wandering around, talking enthusiastically and probably making my boobs bounce, when I look up to see a very stern woman staring in at me (she was walking to her car, not perving on me). I whipped backwards and out of sight so quickly I'm surprised I didn't end up needing a neck brace.
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Uh, I *have*. Like when I came to Country B for the first time and interviewed for my first Master's Degree. Totally commando then. In a skirt.
I love bedtime period commandos. You know, with the Mooncup your fanny can fly free at nighttime. Handy in this hot weather. -
Empire State Building - that's where my wife and I exchanged 'I love yous' for the first time. Right at the top, facing north.
The Eiffel Tower, on the other hand, is in a gross neighbourhood (sorry, that part of Paris) and not terribly exciting. But the ride up did make me shit myself, so that's something for thrill seekers. -
The day my wife gets a new job that she loves.
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asked by katiedidwhat
I have been putting off answering this for months because I don't know the answer. And it would require a lot of thinking.
But it occurs to me that one of my proudest achievements in high school was winning a place in the national forensics competition.
I started out in debate, but quickly moved to acting. Specifally, something called 'duos' - I think. It was a two person mini play with very specific rules about eye contact and non-touching or moving, etc.
My ex-boyfriend and I were really good. The piece that took us to Nationals was all about death - one of us was a ghost talking to the other, who was unaware it was happening. it was like they were doing a monologue.
Of course, by the time Nationals rolled around, the guy had dumped me and it made for some uncomfortable time in bum fuck, nowhere. But it also got me on my first plane ride. -
I'm unreasonably polite. I listen to their opening spiel and then say something along the lines of, 'No thanks, I'm not interested. But good luck finding someone who is!' I say the same thing to Jehovah's Witnesses when they come round.
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Bottle fed. I asked my mom once why she didn't breastfeed me, and I think her answer was something along the lines of 'I don't know.'
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Uh, is this a trick question? Because I know a few of her/my friends read my blog. So NO, I won't pick just one. That way you can each think I *obviously* like you best.
If this isn't a trick question, feel free to repost and explain why you need to know this. -
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This is tricky to answer, because how do I know the person who gave me the gift will not read this?
In all actuality, is ANY gift a bad gift? Okay, yeah, some are shit. We used to do secret buddy gifts at camp, and my wife was once given a little statue of a bird. And a scented notepad. Both = shit. -
Because it's a painful topic.
That's the short answer. The longer answer includes the fact that writing has taken a backseat in my life right now. I'm not necessarily happy about that, nor do I see a way around it. By the time TMD gets home and I go 'off duty' with Snort and Coconut, my body and soul are so tired that it's about all I can do to veg out in front of a DVD or read a book.
The longer answer would be much, much longer if writing did not appear to be on a hiatus. -
I met a lot of internet people back when I was in university, so I guess I am sort of familiar and comfortable with meeting people from online.
That being said, most of the people who say they want to meet me are of the commune/convent/camping type. Lots more generalities than specifics.
If someone I did speak to a lot wanted to meet up, I would welcome that.
If someone I didn't know wanted to meet up - and yes, it has happened - I'm not so keen. Funny as in 'the real world' you meet a stranger and that's what you get; there's no prep time and I'm cool with that.
But online people, well, I don't know. I like to have a friendship already before taking it to the next level. Most people are fine with that... -
I guess I will define 'artist' to include writers, since writing and reading are my favourite sorts of art. And, here comes the highbrow admission, I think Stephen King is my favourite writer.
I read the classics, the craptastics, and everything in between. Some are flowery and gorgeous, some are bare bones.
For me, the test of a good story is just that - the writer needs to spin a good yarn. I need to care about the characters. I like meat. Stephen King gives me all of that and more. -
asked by MrIanB
I originally trained to teach Deaf children (ah, the things you did not know about me!) and consequently learned the sign language of the country I lived in at the time. I became somewhat active in the Deaf community, and had thoughts about adopting a Deaf child from abroad - where some remained unnamed even at 5 years old because they were different. So for years, my answer would have been giving up hearing.
Now, though? My children's voices are so sweet..
I think I'd give up taste. That would be hardcore, but it's also the least important to me out of the senses. -
asked by NotNick6
I've got boy/girl twins. We did use IVF, yes, but gave birth by c section due to their positions.
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Altogether a good year, I suppose. It was my first full year having my babies in my life - so it is crammed full of moments I love to remember, moments I love to live. My life has changed pretty radically, though. The decision to not return to work, the ongoing disability, the social isolation resulting from parenting twins and being disabled...all things that have required me to rethink things many times.
Still, if you pick pretty much any day out of this year, that one day was better than entire previous years without my kids. -
Ah, tricky tricky.
Let's just say I have a little 'problem' with, uh, advancing myself as a writer. This problem has extended into many areas.
My new solution is to switch genres and focus on writing romances while the babies are little. It's a genre that I can have fun with, without feeling pressure to win Amazing Literary Awards.
Hopefully getting into a pattern of taking myself and my writing seriously should only help me, on many levels.
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existere
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Thirty-something cool girl.
