not dead yet...
Jul. 12th, 2008 07:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lauraanne_gilmanAlthough am close to it, and will probably be even moreso, between the working and the socializing. Man, you know you're busy when going off to Necon sounds like a nice, quiet break...
Lacking content, I give you meme:
I'm tired of:
Having to deal with other peoples' shit because they refuse to.
I am listening to:
The suprisingly quiet morning. Also, snoring.
Maybe I should:
Start working
I wish:
There was more time in today.
Chocolate is:
Best when from Belgium
I have lost my respect for:
Politicians (not that I had much to begin with)
I last ate:
Suuuuuuushi.
The meaning of my display name is:
A variation on the Latin name for a meerkat
Right now I'm craving:
Sleep.
Someday:
Never comes.
Love is:
Sorrow and joy. Often all at once.
MySpace is:
Not a factor in my life.
Today:
Has just started.
Tomorrow:
Is unknown.
I get annoyed:
When people are avoidably stupid.
Parties:
Are fun for about an hour.
QUESTIONS:
Is your cell phone right by you?
As usual, a cat is sleeping on it.
Are you wearing chapstick?
Yes.
Are you tired?
Always.
Are you wearing pajamas?
No.
Are you mad?
No.
Are you upset?
No.
FOUR LASTS:
Last beverage?
Coffee.
Last phone call?
To Don J.
Last time you cried?
About a week ago, I think.
FIVE HAVE YOU EVER...
Dated someone twice?
Yes.
Been cheated on?
Yes.
Lost someone close?
Lost as in died or lost as in misplaced? Yes to both.
3 Favorite Colors:
Garnet
Forest green
Rose gold
THIS MONTH HAVE YOU...
Made a new friend?
No.
Fallen out of love?
No.
Laughed until you almost cried?
Yes.
Is there something you want to tell someone right now?
Just did, actually.
And story:
because people asked, earlier, about how I got my nickname. It was many many years ago, when I was a wee sprat (okay, in my late 20's) and on-line friends came to visit (including![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
house_draven). It was December, and so I decided it was Essential that these country mice see that greatest of clusterfkcus in all NYC in December -- the FAO Shwartz toystore [seriously. there's a line just to get into the store. Once inside, it's joyful consumer madness]. Anyway, we are walking through and I see a display of what was then a very unfamiliar creature, as part of the 'international stuffed animals" display. And I pick one up and hold it next to my face, and say to my friends, "what do you think, separated at birth?" And house_draven takes one look at the pointy-nosed meerkat and almost falls over, she's laughing so hard. Because, alas, yes.
And it might not have gone any further than that, except at dinner that night one of our country mice friends wandered off to the bathroom and took an awful long time coming back, so we were getting worried (anyone who's ever been to Jeckyl and Hyde in Times Square will know why). So I stood up to see if I could see her over the crowd. And...yeah. You can just picture it, can't you? Suri, alertly scouting the terrain....
And the nickname stuck. There are people out there who I swear can't remember my name, because to them I'm "meer."
Lacking content, I give you meme:
I'm tired of:
Having to deal with other peoples' shit because they refuse to.
I am listening to:
The suprisingly quiet morning. Also, snoring.
Maybe I should:
Start working
I wish:
There was more time in today.
Chocolate is:
Best when from Belgium
I have lost my respect for:
Politicians (not that I had much to begin with)
I last ate:
Suuuuuuushi.
The meaning of my display name is:
A variation on the Latin name for a meerkat
Right now I'm craving:
Sleep.
Someday:
Never comes.
Love is:
Sorrow and joy. Often all at once.
MySpace is:
Not a factor in my life.
Today:
Has just started.
Tomorrow:
Is unknown.
I get annoyed:
When people are avoidably stupid.
Parties:
Are fun for about an hour.
QUESTIONS:
Is your cell phone right by you?
As usual, a cat is sleeping on it.
Are you wearing chapstick?
Yes.
Are you tired?
Always.
Are you wearing pajamas?
No.
Are you mad?
No.
Are you upset?
No.
FOUR LASTS:
Last beverage?
Coffee.
Last phone call?
To Don J.
Last time you cried?
About a week ago, I think.
FIVE HAVE YOU EVER...
Dated someone twice?
Yes.
Been cheated on?
Yes.
Lost someone close?
Lost as in died or lost as in misplaced? Yes to both.
3 Favorite Colors:
Garnet
Forest green
Rose gold
THIS MONTH HAVE YOU...
Made a new friend?
No.
Fallen out of love?
No.
Laughed until you almost cried?
Yes.
Is there something you want to tell someone right now?
Just did, actually.
And story:
because people asked, earlier, about how I got my nickname. It was many many years ago, when I was a wee sprat (okay, in my late 20's) and on-line friends came to visit (including
house_draven). It was December, and so I decided it was Essential that these country mice see that greatest of clusterfkcus in all NYC in December -- the FAO Shwartz toystore [seriously. there's a line just to get into the store. Once inside, it's joyful consumer madness]. Anyway, we are walking through and I see a display of what was then a very unfamiliar creature, as part of the 'international stuffed animals" display. And I pick one up and hold it next to my face, and say to my friends, "what do you think, separated at birth?" And house_draven takes one look at the pointy-nosed meerkat and almost falls over, she's laughing so hard. Because, alas, yes. And it might not have gone any further than that, except at dinner that night one of our country mice friends wandered off to the bathroom and took an awful long time coming back, so we were getting worried (anyone who's ever been to Jeckyl and Hyde in Times Square will know why). So I stood up to see if I could see her over the crowd. And...yeah. You can just picture it, can't you? Suri, alertly scouting the terrain....
And the nickname stuck. There are people out there who I swear can't remember my name, because to them I'm "meer."
