Holiday Pats on Holiday Backs

[rinue]

I've been heavy on the memes lately, and it's getting out of hand. Nevertheless, via Smeg:

Comment to this post, and I will:

1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a color, a photo, a word etc.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
6. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
7. In return, I would like it if you would post this in your LJ.

Comments

[rinue.livejournal.com]

1. Tell you why I friended you.

Well, you wrote about me a lot. And then deleted it, wtf.

2. Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a color, a photo, a word etc.

The chops! And dumplings.

3. Tell you something I like about you.

You go slow, but you keep pushing. Like with the writing.

4. Tell you a memory I have of you.

Playing the "drop this pillow on your face" game. That could kill several hours, easy.

5. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.

You can fairly safely assume I go ahead and ask you things as they occur to me. What's occuring to me right now is, (a) what happened with the voice lessons? Did the money go? Have you been spending the money on cigarettes? Are the cigarettes motivated by vocal considerations? (b) Did you get the bookcase, what does it look like, and are the books unpacked? (c) What is the story of how you and Ciro got to be friends - I have forgotten, and (d) would you consider not winning at Scrabble any more?

6. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.

You only have the one. Sure is helmety.

[achates.livejournal.com]

(a) Ultimately I decided to drop the voice acting thing in favor of focusing all my energy on writing. Writing and voice acting are two such highly competitive careers that I'm afraid if I went for both I'd accomplish neither. And writing's more important. The cigarettes are completely unrelated to this decision, but stem rather from my long time obsession with smoking, which you've been aware of at least peripherally.

b) My mom had a migraine on saturday so we're going to go get the bookcase next weekend.

c) Ciro and I met in Junior High. I don't remember exactly how he and I became friends, but it was related to sitting at the same table at lunch and both of us being in the roleplaying group. If my notriously horrible memory serves, Ciro and I became the duo we currently are senior year of high school when we were in English together. We also ate lunch together (along with Tom and various others), and I drove him home from school most of the time.

d) You mean ever? Where would the fun be in that? And I'd like to point out that I've won two out of three on Scrabulous so far and we've been alternating, so you're due.

d1) Throw a game of Scrabble? I dunno. There'd have to be something to be gained by throwing the game, obviously, and I can't think of a situation where anyone would care enough about the outcome that I'd feel compelled to throw it.

[rinue.livejournal.com]

I meant more like "this is it, the big game, everything on the line. A guy comes up to you and says..." I wasn't figuring on Scrabble specifically. Could be a chess championship, or something.

[achates.livejournal.com]

Oh well in that case it'd have to be for a girl or more money than I could win if I won the game.