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amberdiceless has tagged me for a meme! Is she afraid that I have died? Is she posting from two years in the past? Who can tell?
1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to do it.
1. I am drunk right now. Well, alright, tipsy, and living it up. ...Goddamnit, I just read the meme, and that doesn't qualify. Well, goshdarnit, I will explain myself, and then maybe (maybe!) come back and post something that qualifies if I can think of enough habits/quirks/facts. Well, actually, I can post about drunkenness. I usually don't do it, because we've had some bad times with alcoholism in my family tree, and that does put a damper on our relationship: mine and alcohol's, that is. The first time I actually aimed to get drunk was after the 2004 election, and I didn't even get to the blind-drunk I was aiming for then... I've never been drunk enough to do something I wouldn't want to do sober. I'm not sure if that really exists for anyone, actually. You have things you want to do, and maybe you, when drunk, pretend you forget the reasons why you're not doing those things right now... But me, I remember that kind of base-level reasoning, and I don't think I'm liable to do particularly stupid stuff even while drunk/high/etc.
2. I distain the word "hella," but I am always tempted to use it. It sounds so NorCalTrash, but other people use it... I guess I'm hoping for NorCal to become really popular, so the whole nation uses "hella", so then I can use it too. Ran into it freshman year of college at the same time it was explained to me that it was trashy, and it's like a Mark of Doom ever since.
3. I often think of things in terms of Amber, and then cut that back to something normal. I mean, really, who hasn't looked at the Amber books and realized they'd make a religion as qualified as anything out there currently? Well, most people, probably.
4. At least I hang out with people who understand the "one true _blah_ of which all others are but Shadow" reference. Fortunately, it's pretty obvious on the face of it. I never get tired of that, like I never get tired of "all your X are belong to Y". I riffed on the all your X at work today to my boss and then had to pretend she'd misheard. Alas. I guess I should point her to the wikipedia All Your Base page, unless it's been deleted. Those bastards! If they don't record internet memes, what are they for?!
5. I don't use spellcheck. Yes, I'm just that cool. Also, Eudora, my mail program, stopped offering it for free in the upgrade I had to take to send mail from my new host (the upgrade that allowed you to authenticate your mail). Also, I'm just that cool.
6. I feel that I can beat, or tie, anyone, in a flame war. Alas, I wish I could stop flaming morons. It makes me sad.
7. Oh, right, I was going to explain the drunkenness? So, I went today to get a Translink card, which will eventually let you use one RFID touchcard for all public transit in the Bay Area. While the guy at the liquor store (which I went to instead of getting one on the internet, because I don't want the government tracking me specifically by name and address, yannow) was looking for something, I realized I was hot (after running to get my car by 6 from the place where I'd gotten it an oil change, which is near my work, by which I mean about 1.2 miles away [thank you Yahoo]; I was thinking that I hadn't done enough run/striding to get to places since the Europe trip) and wanted a Pepsi, even though I'm trying to cut back on caffeine since the trip to Seattle to visitcochese and nakedvillainy last fall. So I went back and got a 6-pack of Coke, thinking that they'd be good mixers for potential parties. So, I went home with this in mind and mixed myself a rum and Coke in a mug, mixing it so that I could taste the rum. Apparently, the point of the Coke is to mask the taste of the rum.
Anyway, I've been having a grand time reeling around at my computer chair. And the guy getting the Translink card eventually admitted that he couldn't find the manager's card which was necessary to prime the Translink. Apparently I was the first who asked for one, since it's just this week that AC Transit (the East Bay bus system) is going onto the system.
Bonus knowledge, in addition to all the above: very little gets me down. It's all fodder for writing, examples of the state of the world. I have a lucky brain chemistry.
I'm tagging: Mike! Get an LJ account, dammit! There's got to be more than me writing here who you check in on, and I'm going to write work posts about rampaging rats that will be Friends-locked. It's really nice to be able to check many blogs you're intested in on one Friends page. I suppose Firefox does that. Sheesh. Anyway, also:cochese! And nakedvillainy! Alas, you got mentioned here, and you're thus doomed. Also: arden_ranger. And jhkim because I'm curious, and momwoman for much the same reason, and cyranocyrano for the potential tipping off of a fascinating chain reaction. I am happy if you ignore this compulsion, however.
amberdiceless has tagged me for a meme! Is she afraid that I have died? Is she posting from two years in the past? Who can tell?1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to do it.
1. I am drunk right now. Well, alright, tipsy, and living it up. ...Goddamnit, I just read the meme, and that doesn't qualify. Well, goshdarnit, I will explain myself, and then maybe (maybe!) come back and post something that qualifies if I can think of enough habits/quirks/facts. Well, actually, I can post about drunkenness. I usually don't do it, because we've had some bad times with alcoholism in my family tree, and that does put a damper on our relationship: mine and alcohol's, that is. The first time I actually aimed to get drunk was after the 2004 election, and I didn't even get to the blind-drunk I was aiming for then... I've never been drunk enough to do something I wouldn't want to do sober. I'm not sure if that really exists for anyone, actually. You have things you want to do, and maybe you, when drunk, pretend you forget the reasons why you're not doing those things right now... But me, I remember that kind of base-level reasoning, and I don't think I'm liable to do particularly stupid stuff even while drunk/high/etc.
2. I distain the word "hella," but I am always tempted to use it. It sounds so NorCalTrash, but other people use it... I guess I'm hoping for NorCal to become really popular, so the whole nation uses "hella", so then I can use it too. Ran into it freshman year of college at the same time it was explained to me that it was trashy, and it's like a Mark of Doom ever since.
3. I often think of things in terms of Amber, and then cut that back to something normal. I mean, really, who hasn't looked at the Amber books and realized they'd make a religion as qualified as anything out there currently? Well, most people, probably.
4. At least I hang out with people who understand the "one true _blah_ of which all others are but Shadow" reference. Fortunately, it's pretty obvious on the face of it. I never get tired of that, like I never get tired of "all your X are belong to Y". I riffed on the all your X at work today to my boss and then had to pretend she'd misheard. Alas. I guess I should point her to the wikipedia All Your Base page, unless it's been deleted. Those bastards! If they don't record internet memes, what are they for?!
5. I don't use spellcheck. Yes, I'm just that cool. Also, Eudora, my mail program, stopped offering it for free in the upgrade I had to take to send mail from my new host (the upgrade that allowed you to authenticate your mail). Also, I'm just that cool.
6. I feel that I can beat, or tie, anyone, in a flame war. Alas, I wish I could stop flaming morons. It makes me sad.
7. Oh, right, I was going to explain the drunkenness? So, I went today to get a Translink card, which will eventually let you use one RFID touchcard for all public transit in the Bay Area. While the guy at the liquor store (which I went to instead of getting one on the internet, because I don't want the government tracking me specifically by name and address, yannow) was looking for something, I realized I was hot (after running to get my car by 6 from the place where I'd gotten it an oil change, which is near my work, by which I mean about 1.2 miles away [thank you Yahoo]; I was thinking that I hadn't done enough run/striding to get to places since the Europe trip) and wanted a Pepsi, even though I'm trying to cut back on caffeine since the trip to Seattle to visit
cochese and nakedvillainy last fall. So I went back and got a 6-pack of Coke, thinking that they'd be good mixers for potential parties. So, I went home with this in mind and mixed myself a rum and Coke in a mug, mixing it so that I could taste the rum. Apparently, the point of the Coke is to mask the taste of the rum. Anyway, I've been having a grand time reeling around at my computer chair. And the guy getting the Translink card eventually admitted that he couldn't find the manager's card which was necessary to prime the Translink. Apparently I was the first who asked for one, since it's just this week that AC Transit (the East Bay bus system) is going onto the system.
Bonus knowledge, in addition to all the above: very little gets me down. It's all fodder for writing, examples of the state of the world. I have a lucky brain chemistry.
I'm tagging: Mike! Get an LJ account, dammit! There's got to be more than me writing here who you check in on, and I'm going to write work posts about rampaging rats that will be Friends-locked. It's really nice to be able to check many blogs you're intested in on one Friends page. I suppose Firefox does that. Sheesh. Anyway, also:
cochese! And nakedvillainy! Alas, you got mentioned here, and you're thus doomed. Also: arden_ranger. And jhkim because I'm curious, and momwoman for much the same reason, and cyranocyrano for the potential tipping off of a fascinating chain reaction. I am happy if you ignore this compulsion, however.
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Date: 2007-08-29 05:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-29 02:07 pm (UTC)And yes, you have divined the secret: Rum and Coke is for people who don't like the taste of alcohol. You'd think they'd be better served either finding some alcohol they do like the taste of, or skipping it, but I guess some people like the feeling of being drunk even if they're not fond of what it takes to get them there.
Ha!
Date: 2007-08-29 04:04 pm (UTC)"1. I am drunk right now. Well, alright, tipsy, and living it up. ...Goddamnit, I just read the meme, and that doesn't qualify."
"I guess I'm hoping for NorCal to become really popular, so the whole nation uses "hella", so then I can use it too."
"I mean, really, who hasn't looked at the Amber books and realized they'd make a religion as qualified as anything out there currently? Well, most people, probably."
"5. I don't use spellcheck. Yes, I'm just that cool. ... Also, I'm just that cool."
"Alas, I wish I could stop flaming morons. It makes me sad."
"7. Oh, right, I was going to explain the drunkenness?"
"So, I went home with this in mind and mixed myself a rum and Coke in a mug, mixing it so that I could taste the rum. Apparently, the point of the Coke is to mask the taste of the rum."
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Date: 2007-08-30 06:23 pm (UTC);)
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Date: 2007-08-30 06:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-30 06:31 pm (UTC)Did you stop by and visit the fruits of your tagging on my journal? (:
(PS: I didn't actually say it, but your outfit last night was very complimentary to you.)
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Date: 2007-08-30 07:09 pm (UTC)Re: Ha!
Date: 2007-08-30 07:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-30 08:42 pm (UTC)Re: Ha!
Date: 2007-08-31 01:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 08:25 am (UTC)I've never been drunk enough to do something I wouldn't want to do sober.
I quite agree with your comment on alcohol generally causing one to forget the reasons they're not doing something. I do get drunk enough to forget the reasons I'm not doing something I want to do, but usually, those reasons are really lame ("it's too daunting") and the thing I want to do is really awesome ("write the finale to the novel") so I sort of do this on purpose from time to time.
Also,
I don't use spellcheck.
I am the living spellcheck. Even (tying this to the previous one) when typing drunk. People have commented on this -- I make more typos when typing drunk, but my brain has an autocorrect function. So I'm like "Heu^Hy, hi^How are you diu^H^Hoing?"
#3 is also true of me during various life periods, of which now doesn't appear to be one, but later certainly shall. Because that's just the way it is.