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A meme, doubly so since I have new people about:
So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious but you have no idea about, or something obscure you just have to know. Ask away. All topics, within reason, are open for discussion.
So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious but you have no idea about, or something obscure you just have to know. Ask away. All topics, within reason, are open for discussion.
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Date: 2012-11-09 01:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-09 03:54 am (UTC)Then she apped Mark Cohen from Rent, and I squeed at chat that someone should app Angel. (We... got Angel the angsty vampire out of that conversation.)
Fast forward a few months, and one of my college friends gives me a copy of the Rent soundtrack - and Angel promptly sets up shop in my head. I was terrified I was Doing It Wrong, Quinn was intimidated by my writing (and also legitimately had an awful computer - one of the first times she visited me was the first time she'd seen most of Mark's icons in more than eight colors), but eventually we got over it.
At the time she was living in Fort Wayne, which we realised was three hours from my parents' house - literally three turns in the driving directions. So she swung by to meet me 'on her way' to Columbus to meet some other Millimuns for a Serenity screening.
The rest, as they say, is history, though it took us another year to realise that.
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Date: 2012-11-11 01:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-11 03:57 am (UTC)Usual day: I get up around 10, do a little housekeeping depending on how I'm feeling/whether we have laundry quarters (at minimum I try to keep on top of the dishes), do my proofreading hour if it's one of my days (volunteer gig with these guys), and hang around on the Tubes. If I have RP brain I do some threading, either in Milliways or one of the sandbox comms depending on who's noisy. If we have errands that need doing, we do those after Quinn gets off work before she gets settled in; otherwise inertia's likely to get the better of us. Sometimes we make dinner, sometimes we get it before we come home. Then we sit around for a bit, then take some Us Time before she goes to bed. I end up hanging about on the Tubes some more after that, and that's usually when I do my paper journal. (Some of my previous journaling efforts died out because I'd convinced myself my life wasn't interesting enough to write about. I'm pretty well wrong, especially this year.)