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Writer's Block: For your viewing pleasure
Jul. 31st, 2010 06:06 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Inception. It was like the new Matrix (sequel, please?).
Inception. It was like the new Matrix (sequel, please?).
Writer's Block: Top Three
Jun. 4th, 2010 09:22 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Ooh. That's a tough one.
Likes: Patience, Politeness, Insightful
Dislikes: Pessimistic, bluntness, socially awkward
I'm known for my patience, especially where I work when I deal with older people and confused customers. I just grin and bear it, they can't help it if there are problems. Things slide right off my shoulders and I'm not easily offended or angered unless you really mean to be hateful. My mother taught me and my sister traditional southern manners, Yes ma'am, No ma'am, respect your elders and all that. You'd be surprised how many children these days are missing those qualities. I'd like to think I'm insightful considering that I'm an artist and whatnot. I'm extremely sympathetic and understanding. I can easily imagine myself in your shoes and the struggles you must be facing. It's not pity, it's a mutual understanding of the human condition and it's trials, misfortunes and difficulties.
Likewise, I'm a BIG pessimist. But I justify that by telling people that I do my best thinking under pressure. I'm sure I'll regret this habit when I'm actual working under a serious deadline. I'm reliable to a degree, but don't ask me to do a commission, chances are you'll never see it completed. >.< As I'm sure you've heard me say before, I'm a blunt person. And while you may not notice it here on LJ, my family, friends and coworkers do. I am not afraid to say NO, but I do so politely. I don't always say what I think, but when I do it's pretty straightforward. Indecisive people get on my nerves, like my sister.
As for being socially awkward... well I'm on Livejournal, aren't I? XD
Ooh. That's a tough one.
Likes: Patience, Politeness, Insightful
Dislikes: Pessimistic, bluntness, socially awkward
I'm known for my patience, especially where I work when I deal with older people and confused customers. I just grin and bear it, they can't help it if there are problems. Things slide right off my shoulders and I'm not easily offended or angered unless you really mean to be hateful. My mother taught me and my sister traditional southern manners, Yes ma'am, No ma'am, respect your elders and all that. You'd be surprised how many children these days are missing those qualities. I'd like to think I'm insightful considering that I'm an artist and whatnot. I'm extremely sympathetic and understanding. I can easily imagine myself in your shoes and the struggles you must be facing. It's not pity, it's a mutual understanding of the human condition and it's trials, misfortunes and difficulties.
Likewise, I'm a BIG pessimist. But I justify that by telling people that I do my best thinking under pressure. I'm sure I'll regret this habit when I'm actual working under a serious deadline. I'm reliable to a degree, but don't ask me to do a commission, chances are you'll never see it completed. >.< As I'm sure you've heard me say before, I'm a blunt person. And while you may not notice it here on LJ, my family, friends and coworkers do. I am not afraid to say NO, but I do so politely. I don't always say what I think, but when I do it's pretty straightforward. Indecisive people get on my nerves, like my sister.
As for being socially awkward... well I'm on Livejournal, aren't I? XD
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Oooh. That would have to be Ty Grady from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
abigail_roux 's Cut and Run and it's sequal Sticks and Stones. Of course when I say Ty, it also goes without saying that his partner, Zane Garret, will be with him. They're a package deal, so I need only mention one. I imagine that Ty would try to pick apart my life and my brain while Zane apologizes profusely for his partner's behavior. Their fictional relationship just rocks my world. My non-existent love life only dreams of having a relationship as strong as theirs. Each of them has qualities I look for in my friends and companions. abigail_roux has created such wonderful characters as well as creative, thought provoking, entertaining plots for them. If only theses guys were real...
Oooh. That would have to be Ty Grady from
abigail_roux 's Cut and Run and it's sequal Sticks and Stones. Of course when I say Ty, it also goes without saying that his partner, Zane Garret, will be with him. They're a package deal, so I need only mention one. I imagine that Ty would try to pick apart my life and my brain while Zane apologizes profusely for his partner's behavior. Their fictional relationship just rocks my world. My non-existent love life only dreams of having a relationship as strong as theirs. Each of them has qualities I look for in my friends and companions. abigail_roux has created such wonderful characters as well as creative, thought provoking, entertaining plots for them. If only theses guys were real...Writer's Block: Five-Finger Discount
Jan. 22nd, 2009 11:43 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]Can you steal something on accident? Well that's what I'm calling it - accidental theft.
When I was in Highschool I was at the mall with my best friend. We were shopping at a um...teenage jewelry/assessory store and I tried on something and forgot to take it off. I swear! I walked right out and my friend pointed it out to me. Up to this day he calls be a criminal ^^ At least I can say I've done something bad in my life.
When I was in Highschool I was at the mall with my best friend. We were shopping at a um...teenage jewelry/assessory store and I tried on something and forgot to take it off. I swear! I walked right out and my friend pointed it out to me. Up to this day he calls be a criminal ^^ At least I can say I've done something bad in my life.
That was about 5 years ago and I haven't 'accidentally stolen' any other merchandise. *swear fo' God* + *Gang sign*
Writer's Block: Easy Like Sunday Morning
Dec. 28th, 2008 11:09 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]Sleep. I'm very religious about my sleep time. Sunday is like my make-up day: all the sleep I missed out on during the week is made up on this day. No butts about it. I already have an odd schedule that affects my sleeping habits, but there's nothing I can do about that. And with what I'm going through right now, being unconscious is much better than being awake.
Writer's Block: Your Online Hot Spots
Aug. 23rd, 2008 09:12 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Livejournal, obviously...reading fanfiction. Also Fanfiction.net reading more fanfiction. Yeah, my life on the web consists of reading fanficion, talking about fanfiction and leaving comments for fanfiction and posting stories about fanfiction. I'm a complete loser.
Livejournal, obviously...reading fanfiction. Also Fanfiction.net reading more fanfiction. Yeah, my life on the web consists of reading fanficion, talking about fanfiction and leaving comments for fanfiction and posting stories about fanfiction. I'm a complete loser.
Writer's Block: You, the Object
Jul. 12th, 2008 10:40 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]WTF! When I first read this Writer's Block topic, the first thought (or inanimate object) that came to me was Kon! HA! Seriously, is Bleach all I think about.
Now, to answer the prompt....
I am a floor....and not just any old floor. The room that surrounds me is covered with posters, shelves filled with cans of paint and scaps of magazine clippings that dangle by the tack that was ruthlessly shoved through it. I would call it makeup because I feel beautiful when he drops, slings or accidently spill his paint on me. I am not a high traffic area, only he treads across my face, or my body, or whatever it is that is me. He picks up after himself but does not remove the paint he spills and for that I am thankful because I would feel naked without it. Other rooms exist in this building, as do other floors. I am a special floor. I am not to just be trampled upon, or be unseen. I am a piece of art just as those paintings he makes are. Only, when he finishes the piece, it will most likely leave this room and never be seen again...by me at least. I am his private artwork and I will never leave.
Ok. I gave it my best shot.
Now....off to watch Bleach on Adult Swim
Now, to answer the prompt....
I am a floor....and not just any old floor. The room that surrounds me is covered with posters, shelves filled with cans of paint and scaps of magazine clippings that dangle by the tack that was ruthlessly shoved through it. I would call it makeup because I feel beautiful when he drops, slings or accidently spill his paint on me. I am not a high traffic area, only he treads across my face, or my body, or whatever it is that is me. He picks up after himself but does not remove the paint he spills and for that I am thankful because I would feel naked without it. Other rooms exist in this building, as do other floors. I am a special floor. I am not to just be trampled upon, or be unseen. I am a piece of art just as those paintings he makes are. Only, when he finishes the piece, it will most likely leave this room and never be seen again...by me at least. I am his private artwork and I will never leave.
Ok. I gave it my best shot.
Now....off to watch Bleach on Adult Swim
Writer's Block: Home is...
Jul. 1st, 2008 10:21 pm[Error: unknown template qotd] Home is....8 years ago, when my father would wake my sisters and I up by blairing the radio to his favorite radio station. Home is waking up to the sun trying it's hardest to filter through the blanket I hung on the curtains. Home is frying bacon so my family can eat BLT sandwiches on the patio. Home is when me and my twin sister trust each other enough to confide in one another.
I'm not at home right now...I'm...living life.
My world is too frantic and unsatisfying for me to have a place called home.
I'm not at home right now...I'm...living life.
My world is too frantic and unsatisfying for me to have a place called home.
[Error: unknown template qotd]That's very difficult to answer. I am a twin and growing up is just blur of my sister and I. Everything revolved around her until I was about 8. My mum says that were joined at the hip growing up. Mind you...we were only fraternal twins but we still did everything together. My earliest memory was of our trampoline we had in our back yard. We lived on that thing until it broke after one of the hurricanes. My sisters and I would gather acorns from our oak tree and wet the trampoline with the hose and dump the acorns on it and jump until they all bounced off.
Silly.
Silly.
Writer's Block: We met on LJ
Jun. 19th, 2008 07:21 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]I haven't really met anyone. I'm lurker in the fanfiction communities. But I've found some great writers and artist. So if anyone should ever come across this post, you guys are great and make my life wonderful!
Writer's Block: Gender Bender
Jun. 14th, 2008 04:49 pm[Error: unknown template qotd] I've never had the desire to be a member of the opposite sex, though dudes get away with somethings that women do not. I can see the benifit of being male, but it's a little late for me to be complaining about my gender identilty. Men seem to have less standard to meet than women, and less transformations to make. They do not have to deal with menstration or pregnancy or avoiding pregnancy. The male role in society (even our modern society) is more appreciated than the womans role. If anything I'd like to be more athletic and....well...male. The male body is perfection to me. A mans narrow hips are very appealing and well as the lack of breast; I can't imagine my body with out them. Strange. I'd enjoy having more male friends that female-some girls are bitches to get along with. Yep, being male would be great.
