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deathpixie) wrote2005-11-29 10:22 pm
deathpixie) wrote2005-11-29 10:22 pm
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Yep, in lieu of actual information again (I will be posting something about life in Toronto, mum, soon!), another of those memes that's spreading through the flist. This one's kind of useful.
1) I have a very normal family background - parents still together, one younger brother. Sixth generation Australian and yes, there's probably convict forebears in there somewhere.
2) I'm an Army brat. There was a lot of moving - two pre-schools, five different primary schools... I went to the same country high school because Dad quit the Army when I finished primary school 'cause the moving was getting too disruptive to our educations. As a result of this, I tend to be rather transient, even now. I moved house probably ten times in the last fifteen years and besides my family, the only people who have known me for any length of time greater than a couple of years are some of the Melbourne Uni Karate Club people and certain fanficcers. It also colours my relationships with people - I'm very bad at keeping in touch if I don't interact with someone on a regular basis through something like round robins or chat rooms or rpg and I tend to need people to make the first move to remind me they're still interested in being friends. Yes, I'm a doofus.
3) My Dad is a Vietnam veteran, suffering from post traumatic stress disorder. He had a nervous breakdown in my first year of university and has been on a government pension ever since. He's doing much better these days.
4) I'm left in my political leanings, something of a greenie and if I had to subscribe to any religion or philosophy, it would be Taoism. My educational background is heavy in psychology and criminology, and I've been working as a clerk for the various Magistrates' and Coroner's Court of Victoria for the past almost-nine years. Yes, I'm aware this could be construed as a philosophical conflict.
5) I'm an organiser. Whilst I'm not as anal as I used to be, I'm probably one of the most tidy people I know. I fold my clothes straight out of the dryer and I iron. I'm good at arranging things, scheduling things, writing to do lists and generally being reliable. I'm also punctual and expect at least a phone call or SMS if someone's going to be more than fifteen minutes late for a meeting. Sometimes this can drive people nuts. I tend to be a natural second-in-command - the person who arranges things and makes sure things go smoothly.
6) I'm generally easy-going and friendly, and apparently I'm good at making people feel comfortable. Sometimes I do have my off periods when I get anti-social and paranoid - see 7 re residual confidence issues.
7) I was in a relationship for twelve years, starting when I was 18 and ending four years ago. I lived with him for at least eight years. During the course of the relationship he displayed varying levels of depression, and was diagnosed as clinically depressed two years before he ended the relationship. Sometimes he was very caring and loving, other times he was emotionally abusive and manipulative. After the breakup we lived together another year and a half, during which time he treated me like shit, in between threatening to kill himself because life had no meaning when we weren't together. I came out of the relationship with shattered self-esteem, a sense I'd lost the best years of my life and a commitment phobia. At this particular point in time the idea of getting into another relationship scares the crap out of me. It also means that in most situations, I tend to assume I'm in the wrong, which leads to something of a martyr complex or beating myself up. I'm working on it.
8) In spite of (7), I continue to be a natural flirt, although I will tell anyone who exhibits an interest that I'm not looking for a relationship. This tends to dampen my dating habits and I think I should stop. There was a spate directly after the breakup where I was less than discriminating in my choice of partners, needing to prove I was indeed attractive despite the ex having told me throughout the relationship I wasn't. That stopped a year and a half ago, and the last time I had a casual pick up was almost a year ago. Contrary to a lot of people's opinions of me, I am not sleeping my way around anywhere.
9) I love to travel. Always have. I like airports (mostly), I take a certain pride in being able to get myself from A to B without issues, and I'm usually planning my next trip as soon as I finish the first one. I've recently moved to Toronto, Canada to live and work for a couple of years and I'm rooming with [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], one of my oldest Internet friends. In terms of having known each other, that is. *grins*
10) I'm naturally lazy, but I do a lot of sport. I cycle, I trained in karate for ten years, getting my first dan black belt, I rock climb and I've recommenced going to the gym. I'm planning on finding a new martial art (either tai chi or escrima) when I get work. During the Tour de France there's a lot of incomprehensible squeeing in my LJ.
and an 11), since I haven't covered any of the writing stuff... I've been writing creatively since I was in primary school and I discovered fanfic in 1997. I don't read much at all since I was unsubscribed from the OTL mailing list back in 2002, although I will follow recs in my friends' LJs. I'm not a big fan of PWPs, het or slash - they get boring, to me. I enjoy stories with plot and characterisation and humour and shades of grey - it's probably why my comic reading tends towards the Vertigo/Image end these days. I've was introduced into the world of online RPGs two years ago thanks to Dex, and am currently involved in two: X-Project, which is a movieverse X-Men RPG and Persephone, which is based in the Firefly verse using original characters. I'm quitting XP at the end of the month, despite (and perhaps because) it's occupied my brain predmoninantly for the last two years - during that time I've written one fanfic when before I was still writing at least six a year. I'm planning to correct that once I've finished removing myself and my characters from the game.
11b) No, I haven't forgotten the mprovs - I'm gradually working my way through the giant list. ;)
1) I have a very normal family background - parents still together, one younger brother. Sixth generation Australian and yes, there's probably convict forebears in there somewhere.
2) I'm an Army brat. There was a lot of moving - two pre-schools, five different primary schools... I went to the same country high school because Dad quit the Army when I finished primary school 'cause the moving was getting too disruptive to our educations. As a result of this, I tend to be rather transient, even now. I moved house probably ten times in the last fifteen years and besides my family, the only people who have known me for any length of time greater than a couple of years are some of the Melbourne Uni Karate Club people and certain fanficcers. It also colours my relationships with people - I'm very bad at keeping in touch if I don't interact with someone on a regular basis through something like round robins or chat rooms or rpg and I tend to need people to make the first move to remind me they're still interested in being friends. Yes, I'm a doofus.
3) My Dad is a Vietnam veteran, suffering from post traumatic stress disorder. He had a nervous breakdown in my first year of university and has been on a government pension ever since. He's doing much better these days.
4) I'm left in my political leanings, something of a greenie and if I had to subscribe to any religion or philosophy, it would be Taoism. My educational background is heavy in psychology and criminology, and I've been working as a clerk for the various Magistrates' and Coroner's Court of Victoria for the past almost-nine years. Yes, I'm aware this could be construed as a philosophical conflict.
5) I'm an organiser. Whilst I'm not as anal as I used to be, I'm probably one of the most tidy people I know. I fold my clothes straight out of the dryer and I iron. I'm good at arranging things, scheduling things, writing to do lists and generally being reliable. I'm also punctual and expect at least a phone call or SMS if someone's going to be more than fifteen minutes late for a meeting. Sometimes this can drive people nuts. I tend to be a natural second-in-command - the person who arranges things and makes sure things go smoothly.
6) I'm generally easy-going and friendly, and apparently I'm good at making people feel comfortable. Sometimes I do have my off periods when I get anti-social and paranoid - see 7 re residual confidence issues.
7) I was in a relationship for twelve years, starting when I was 18 and ending four years ago. I lived with him for at least eight years. During the course of the relationship he displayed varying levels of depression, and was diagnosed as clinically depressed two years before he ended the relationship. Sometimes he was very caring and loving, other times he was emotionally abusive and manipulative. After the breakup we lived together another year and a half, during which time he treated me like shit, in between threatening to kill himself because life had no meaning when we weren't together. I came out of the relationship with shattered self-esteem, a sense I'd lost the best years of my life and a commitment phobia. At this particular point in time the idea of getting into another relationship scares the crap out of me. It also means that in most situations, I tend to assume I'm in the wrong, which leads to something of a martyr complex or beating myself up. I'm working on it.
8) In spite of (7), I continue to be a natural flirt, although I will tell anyone who exhibits an interest that I'm not looking for a relationship. This tends to dampen my dating habits and I think I should stop. There was a spate directly after the breakup where I was less than discriminating in my choice of partners, needing to prove I was indeed attractive despite the ex having told me throughout the relationship I wasn't. That stopped a year and a half ago, and the last time I had a casual pick up was almost a year ago. Contrary to a lot of people's opinions of me, I am not sleeping my way around anywhere.
9) I love to travel. Always have. I like airports (mostly), I take a certain pride in being able to get myself from A to B without issues, and I'm usually planning my next trip as soon as I finish the first one. I've recently moved to Toronto, Canada to live and work for a couple of years and I'm rooming with [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], one of my oldest Internet friends. In terms of having known each other, that is. *grins*
10) I'm naturally lazy, but I do a lot of sport. I cycle, I trained in karate for ten years, getting my first dan black belt, I rock climb and I've recommenced going to the gym. I'm planning on finding a new martial art (either tai chi or escrima) when I get work. During the Tour de France there's a lot of incomprehensible squeeing in my LJ.
and an 11), since I haven't covered any of the writing stuff... I've been writing creatively since I was in primary school and I discovered fanfic in 1997. I don't read much at all since I was unsubscribed from the OTL mailing list back in 2002, although I will follow recs in my friends' LJs. I'm not a big fan of PWPs, het or slash - they get boring, to me. I enjoy stories with plot and characterisation and humour and shades of grey - it's probably why my comic reading tends towards the Vertigo/Image end these days. I've was introduced into the world of online RPGs two years ago thanks to Dex, and am currently involved in two: X-Project, which is a movieverse X-Men RPG and Persephone, which is based in the Firefly verse using original characters. I'm quitting XP at the end of the month, despite (and perhaps because) it's occupied my brain predmoninantly for the last two years - during that time I've written one fanfic when before I was still writing at least six a year. I'm planning to correct that once I've finished removing myself and my characters from the game.
11b) No, I haven't forgotten the mprovs - I'm gradually working my way through the giant list. ;)
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Dude, I can't imagine you sleeping around at all.
...
Want me to beat someone up? *looks fierce*
JB
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Admittedly, neither do I care, so.
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thanks for the info
Hey you are a real Australian.
I've had friends who have been Army brats. NO! I do not consider you a doofus.
Glad your Dad is doing muh better and I wish him all the best.
That sounds good. You would keep yourself on your toes.
That sounds good.
Keep working, and I will keep working on what I have, a deep dark cave where I have kept all those nasty things but I am letting the light in now.
Okay. Me, I'm not sleeping, its called insomnia.
Travels cool.
If that's lazy then I must have died years ago and haven't been told!
Good stuff, thanks for all that it was really good. :)
Re: thanks for the info
*snickers* It's more I have to push myself to do stuff sometimes. In winter especially I have a tendency to curl up on the couch and not move and then I feel like a lump. Natural setting is lazy, but I've developed an active personality over the top of it.
Re: thanks for the info
I push myself to do things.
And still do not believe I do enough.
frustrates me alot.
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Interestingly enough, you've always struck me as a very strong person with this Zen quality about her -- *very* Zen, in fact. Not sure I can describe it specifically. So, y' know, I think that no matter what people throw at you, you know how to bounce back. A little bruised initially, perhaps, but only initially.
(Maybe that's due to #1 and #2 too, but I don't know. :) )
Maelie
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I like that description. Could be why I identify with Tao. Some days I bounce back better than others.
And I think you could be right about it having to do with 1 and 2. ;) Adaptability is your friend when you move a lot.
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Rossi, out there on a limb...
(Anonymous) 2005-11-30 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)Number Five, 5? Just to refresh your memory and save you clicking back. I'll quote...
"I'm probably one of the most tidy people I know"... (Pain in my side from laughing too much!)
Compared to who, Jo? I don't remember this person. (Aunty Lea, still belly laughing).
As for the lazy bit... hmmm, let me remember... (Memory music; very old memory music)...
"Jo's brother and I are out playing rough adventure games for hours.
Jo is reading a book...
Jo's brother hiking over the back paddocks searching for hidden treasures or mushrooms (yes they can be magic ones too if you wish).
Jo is reading a book.
Jo's brother and Aunty Lea nagging and chastising Jo "Come and play!"
Jo is ignoring us - yep, head in a book.
Aunty Lea and Jo's brother asking,
"Jo, are you a book worm?"
No answer - Jo is leaning against a tree (for two hours so far; her arse must have pins and needles by now) reading some crap novel with 798 pages!
One day, a miracle (or not) happens and Jo decides to play with us:
She climbs all the way out on a gum tree branch (No less: Do you realise these trees have a reputation for snapping at any moment without warning?) She precariously balances over a THIRTY FOOT DROP!... (yes, this drop would have been to her certain death: rocks, tree branches, not a skerrick of soft sandy loam patches or long grass in which to land: This was a serious drop!). Have you ever wondered about Jo and those drop bears? And no, this time she has no access to books (this was the only good point I could see at this moment in time).
Aunty Lea, "having kittens" but Jo very relaxed out there on that limb!
Aunty Lea "casually" (like hell - oh crap: my insides: I’m the eldest here. I’m responsible… oh double crap) convinces Jo to return to the safety of the section of tree that has ground three feet under it (while praying to Allah or any other God who will damn-well listen) and even wishing Jo could return to her damn-well-books!
Love ya Jo
and hope you are having a lazy time.
Aunty Lea.
Re: Rossi, out there on a limb...
And are you going to tell _all_ the childhood stories? ;)
Cough, Cough!!!
(Anonymous) 2005-11-30 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)Me, lit'l ol' me?
Would I tell your first "packet of cigarettes" story (yes, I said packet!) or your crying for hours after getting a A- on some
so-totally irrelevant subject at school, that you probably don't even remember (while I was nursing a report card full of D's and E's with an occasional 'B' Woohoo! Along with your brothers D's and C's!) or your riding my pet cow across the roadway (another heart attack moment for Aunty Lea)... Would I? Well?
he! he! he!
Aunty Lea.
Re: Cough, Cough!!!
*grins* And that first cigarette (pack) experience has made sure I've not really tried smoking since. One pack at six years old was quite enough to last me.