The "Who Are You?" Meme

[calliopes_pen]

Pillaged from both ithildyn and pat_t:

Hey Flist!
Some of you I know extremely well (you know who you are) but others I know very little about. But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes office supplies." I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. (Yes, even you people who I know really well.) Then post this in your own journal. In return, ask me anything you'd like to know about me and I'll give you an answer.

As with ithildyn, I'd like to extend that to this: even if you haven't friended me but just read my journal, you can still pop on in and say something. I'll do what I can to get it unscreened as quickly as possible in that case.

Comments

[scarfman]

I draw a cartoon about King Arthur every day and put them on the internet. They recently got written up in a scholarly Arthurian journal for my treatment of gender issues.

[dragonbat2006.livejournal.com]

I am a huge fan of YA novels

[magikfanfic.livejournal.com]

I make a number of jokes and references at work to eating babies, which is mostly due to an Eddie Izzard skit I saw years ago, but I enjoy freaking out my co-workers and take it to new levels whenever possible.

[ithildyn.livejournal.com]

I have lots of cats, I love cheese.

[silvercobwebs.livejournal.com]

I have an alarmingly large collection of perfume oils.

[clocketpatch]

There is a real alarm clock that the icon/username are based on. It is pink and has Mini Mouse on it. It is also very broken.

[stormkpr.livejournal.com]

I love to make "to do" lists.

[crispengray.livejournal.com]

I'm Gavin. I'm a middle-school teacher, and an unabashed geek of many fandoms (though primarily Star Wars and a lot of superheroes). I do a lot of RP online, as well as tabletop, and have been published as a game writer. I have a beautiful wife who has put up with my shenanigans for almost 10 years (almost 12 years together), so I think I may be the luckiest man in the world, despite a lot of crap that occasionally comes my way.

So, I guess my question is... what do you want to share about yourself with me?

[ferox.livejournal.com]

I'm the recent fashion design graduate; right now my obsessions are 1920-1960 fashion, lingerie and lace knitting.

[ts5000.livejournal.com]

waving from australia :D
love reading, writing and chatting (when I'm online)

Happy valentines day!

[adaliafic.livejournal.com]

Um... I like office supplies. No, really. :-)

[griffndor.livejournal.com]

I love to read mostly mysteries and thrillers. I have a Golden Retriever puppy named Charlie that I adore.

[malicehaughton.livejournal.com]

I collect screwdrivers (of both the sonic and non-sonic kind.)

[newnumber6.livejournal.com]

There's one thing people always find odd when I tell them:

I have no particular interest in music. It doesn't especially move me, and suspect I could live rather comfortably without it in my life. I don't dislike it (save for some varieties and annoying songs), and sometimes, if asked, I might agree that something with music is mildly pleasant in the same way that the color of a wall might be, but I virtually never have an urge to listen to a song, or think to myself, "You know, there really needs to be some music on right now."

According to some, this means I have no soul.

[calliopes_pen]

I am exactly the same. I've never had any interest whatsoever in music. I've never owned a record, CD, Ipod, or whatever other gadget involves music. I don't listen to the radio, unless the power's out and I need news.

[newnumber6.livejournal.com]

Ah, cool. I've run into a handful of like-minded people (it's possible we've even discussed this commonality before, my memory can be sievelike at times), but we do seem to be pretty rare.

I've also never bought a record/CD or anything of the kind, at least for myself, at least as an adult. When I was an early teen I sort of just assumed it was something people grow into... I can specifically remember complaining once that was kind of at an awkward age for Xmas presents, because I was too old for toys and too young for music, and they gave me a 'wha-huh? how can you be too young for music?' answer, and that being one of my first clues that I actually was different. But for a time I pretended interest to fit in and had a few tapes and such of groups my friends liked. Some of them I actually did kind of enjoy, but it was for the lyrics, which, once memorized, never required listening to for pleasure. I never felt the need to keep them and so I don't think I own any at present, unless it's buried at the bottom of a drawer of miscellaneous stuff. I also never had an interest in an iPod... I mean, I suppose I could use it for books-on-tapes and things, but I'd rather just read, since I can do that while walking most of the time.

I used to be a little self-conscious about it, but now I like to think of it like my own little super-power. I mean, I hear all the time "I need music to live" or things like that from people, and if I had the ability to live without air or food when everybody else needs it to live, that would count as a super power, wouldn't it? :)

[calliopes_pen]

I mean, I hear all the time "I need music to live" or things like that from people, and if I had the ability to live without air or food when everybody else needs it to live, that would count as a super power, wouldn't it?

Probably so. Slightly like Dazzler, since she needed it to do much of anything.

If I didn't read books, I'd probably have gone crazy long ago, at the most. If I didn't watch I Love The 80's whenever it aired, or similar countdown shows, I never even would have heard of half the singers out there. I don't care to listen to their music, but at least I know a name or two.

I suspect country music would be a great torture. Doesn't leave a mark, just torment. It's the station with that that I'm forced to listen to if the power goes out, and I need news.

At one point, around the 3 hour mark of waiting one day, I suddenly said: "We get it. Your dog loves another man, your cat wants to play with someone else, your house burned down while your girlfriend was with another guy in your bed, your kids probably ran away, there's nothing left but ashes, and your can opener won't work. And you want us to suffer for it. You and the other thirty-five singers before you!" Mom agreed.