Swiped from splix

Leave me a comment and I will:

1 - Tell you why I friended you. (If I have you friended.)
2 - Associate you with something. A fandom, a song, a color, a piece of fruit. SOMETHING.
3 - Tell you something I like about you.
4 - Tell you a memory I have of you. (If I have one, don't you know.)
5 - Associate you with a character/pairing.
6 - Ask something I've always wanted to know about you. (Or else I'll just ask a random question. I reserve that right.)
7 - Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.



(Memes and the like will be cross posted to lj as more people use that. Everything else will be on DW alone)

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And DW made doing so easy, all my past post, comments, etc are now on DW. I'll be posting over there from now on. Same s/n. I'll still watch people's journals if you're only here, etc.

*waves*

LJ's fucking with genderqueer/free people again. And not in the fun way

Quoth someone in comments: In what world is "it's personal" less offensive than "unspecified"? Unspecified implies no motive, whereas it's personal? Makes it seem like I'm trying to hide or be coy about my gender.

I'm sure for some people 'it's personal' is a fine option. And really? Yes, my gender is personal, I think it's only really important to me and Bitch. But to the world? Unspecified/other (which are usually the best options I get) let it be known that I'd rather you not code me by what my bits are.

Fuck this shit. I really need to get around to making a personal account on Dreamwidth.



On the plus side, this angry seems to have chased off the headache I've been dealing with since last night.

This entire post is very much NSFW (although there are no pictures)

The 6 Weirdest Things Women Do To Their Vaginas

Not included on this list: Vajazzling

Dudes. I don't even...I find just about everything sexy in someway, but almost everything in this article? Yeah, no. I may be in to making up one's face and dying one's (head) hair, but past that? Nature knew best.


Here, have some humour.

DAR On Lady-bit Alteration

While today has, so far, been a fab day....

On January 29, 1979, [Brenda] Spencer posted herself in a window in her home, and started shooting randomly at the Cleveland Elementary School, which stood just opposite. The shooting began as children were waiting outside for principal Burton Wragg to open the gate.
....
When asked why she went on her rampage, she replied, "I just did it for the fun of it. I don't like Mondays. This livens up the day.

...yeah. That is one factoid about my birthday I always remember. Oh. That, and The Raven was apparently first printed on this day, Romeo and Juliet was first performed and Disney's Sleeping Beauty was released. But those are all so cheery compared to that

But the song based on it fucking rocks. So there's that.

And, oddly enough, I was born on a Monday.

...yeah.

So...I'm 20.

Today has definitely been better than yesterday, at any rate. Got my bank stuff mostly sorted (they seem to have the wrong phone # on file for me, as I need the last four digits to verify my payment to skype and I've put in both possibilities and they don't work). I ordered my birthday gifts to myself, and thanks to Barnes and Noble being awesome got free expedited shipping. Got a free coffee since my card was full, so breakfast was a mocha and a chocolate chip scone, om nom. Got to sleep in since my math class was canceled.

So, yeah. Pretty good start to 20, even if I don't feel it at all.

Fuck you Black Hills Federal Credit Union. If you had just done what you'd said you would, I wouldn't be trying to find a way to get access to my money right now.

Fuck you roommate. Not everyone sees the world the way you do. Not everyone who has to bring their children to the campus daycare 'made bad choices' in the past. Some heavy-duty snogging at the airport when you're parting from your partner for the next year is not on par with having sex in the hallway. Tweeting during a (albeit grandscale) event is not OMGWTFBBQ rude. Tacky, maybe. Really, you of all people should be finding bigger things to be bitchy about.

Fuck you theatre teacher who knows absolutely nothing about theatre.

Fuck you dumbass math program.

I was in such a good mood this last weekend. And now...just fuck it.

I've deleted a few people from lj without saying why. Usually, they had friended me and out of courtesy I friended back, then realized e had little in common. I don't f-lock much though, so they're really not missing out.

On facebook/myspace, some people from school who I vaguely knew friended me, and I just friended them because I didn't see the harm. Most of these people deleted me first.

The best example of my unfriending an not saying anything is NE. I actually removed them from livejouranl the first time things fell apart, which they noticed (they may have noticed my 'it's falling apart' post first) and there was the slew of apologies. A year goes by, I've friended them on social networks, things fall apart again, I delete them. They come on Facebook, send me a message going 'hey! I thought I'd friended you on here before!' and I go 'um, heh, I was doing a list purge and I guess I accidentally deleted you'.

This last time, they deleted me. And that was more liberating than I can say.

Carla Tate: I can't, Mother! I can't paint! I can't ride a horse and I can't dance! But I can love! And I love Daniel.

All things considered, I'm not sure what it says that I relate to Carla a lot. If you slot my grandmother into the role of her mother...hrr, yeah.

Also, considering a chick flick fest of the few I really love over spring break. This will definitely be in there.

This early morning nonsense brought to you by lack of caffeine.

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