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madbakerI didn't even file the serial numbers off.
"I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.
But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she wears mismatched socks."
I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal."
For reference, what I wrote for tsgeisel was what most of you already know: that Sesame Street and I first aired on the same day. SS was 12 hours earlier, though.
"I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.
But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she wears mismatched socks."
I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal."
For reference, what I wrote for tsgeisel was what most of you already know: that Sesame Street and I first aired on the same day. SS was 12 hours earlier, though.
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Date: 2003-12-14 01:00 am (UTC)Black coffee not scented or perfumed, smokey scotch not mixed drinks, kith/kin not nodding friendships...these are a few of my favorite things? I adore fog and mist, cool and damp are the days that are mine. Perhaps I am a moss.
I recall being a corvid-person from way small days. Living with my father up in the Rockies, he would caw coming up the trail to our camp/home.