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teross50.
THE INSTRUCTIONS:
1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich.Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.
THE QUESTIONS:
1. Why did you originally stop being a blond?
Because my skin is yellow. My skin is yellow, and my hair was yellow, and I was thinking, "By all the gods, can we get some contrast up in here?". Also, I sort of think that being a redhead is fair warning to people. Those stereotypes are closer to accurate than the sort of stereotypes you get about blonds. If nothing else, it at least allows me to camouflage myself better among the pagans. ;)
2. With the new figure, and perhaps changing mindset. Are there skirts in our future?
Not unless the Gender Identity and/or Expression Fairy comes and turns me into a real girl, no. The fact that I avoid skirt-wearing unless some costume demands it is not much at all about the fact that I look like crap in skirts (although that's also true). It's more about how I feel like I'm in drag when I wear one, and I don't think drag is appropriate for everyday use.
3. When did you first realize you were bi?
Probably in college. Of course, I didn't really realize that I was sexual at all until college, so there you go. It probably helped that I was in a RHPS cast for a little while in college...
4. Is there a city, or part of the country, you would rather be in?
Several. I have occasional fond thoughts of moving to Atlanta (mostly around DragonCon time, or when it's snowing here), or the Pacific Northwest (mostly whenwolfieboy posts) , or even occasionally Arizona (mostly when I'm having allergy days).
5. What was the stupidest, pick-up line, somebody tried to use on you?
Depends on whether or not you countmalvito, for whom it's sort of a professional obligation. If you count him, he often accosts me at Faire and says I'm looking pale and that he should check my heart rate, by laying his head on my cleavage. If you don't count him, I have to go back to when I was in college and a guy in the coffeeshop told me that he was an archangel and could read my mind. I told him if he'd tell me the rest of his bullshit story and it was good, I might go home with him on his creative merit, since everybody else who'd tried to pick me up that night had said they were vampires, so do please go on, and I'll evaluate you. That totally torpedoed him, which was its own kind of fun. Actually, people hardly ever try to pick me up. I'm told I have a FOAD field that extends for several feet around my body.
teross50. THE INSTRUCTIONS:
1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich.Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.
THE QUESTIONS:
1. Why did you originally stop being a blond?
Because my skin is yellow. My skin is yellow, and my hair was yellow, and I was thinking, "By all the gods, can we get some contrast up in here?". Also, I sort of think that being a redhead is fair warning to people. Those stereotypes are closer to accurate than the sort of stereotypes you get about blonds. If nothing else, it at least allows me to camouflage myself better among the pagans. ;)
2. With the new figure, and perhaps changing mindset. Are there skirts in our future?
Not unless the Gender Identity and/or Expression Fairy comes and turns me into a real girl, no. The fact that I avoid skirt-wearing unless some costume demands it is not much at all about the fact that I look like crap in skirts (although that's also true). It's more about how I feel like I'm in drag when I wear one, and I don't think drag is appropriate for everyday use.
3. When did you first realize you were bi?
Probably in college. Of course, I didn't really realize that I was sexual at all until college, so there you go. It probably helped that I was in a RHPS cast for a little while in college...
4. Is there a city, or part of the country, you would rather be in?
Several. I have occasional fond thoughts of moving to Atlanta (mostly around DragonCon time, or when it's snowing here), or the Pacific Northwest (mostly when
wolfieboy posts) , or even occasionally Arizona (mostly when I'm having allergy days).5. What was the stupidest, pick-up line, somebody tried to use on you?
Depends on whether or not you count
malvito, for whom it's sort of a professional obligation. If you count him, he often accosts me at Faire and says I'm looking pale and that he should check my heart rate, by laying his head on my cleavage. If you don't count him, I have to go back to when I was in college and a guy in the coffeeshop told me that he was an archangel and could read my mind. I told him if he'd tell me the rest of his bullshit story and it was good, I might go home with him on his creative merit, since everybody else who'd tried to pick me up that night had said they were vampires, so do please go on, and I'll evaluate you. That totally torpedoed him, which was its own kind of fun. Actually, people hardly ever try to pick me up. I'm told I have a FOAD field that extends for several feet around my body.
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Sure I'll bite...er...wait...not like that. ;)
Date: 2007-07-17 03:57 am (UTC)If I get it all down I'll be burdened
no longer inside of me
threatening the life it belongs to