Since I threatened memeage...
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Leave your name, and...
1. I'll respond with something random about you
2. I'll challenge you to try something
3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you
4. I'll tell you something I like about you
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you
8. I'll tell you what song(s) reminds me of you (no complaining if it's a sucky song.).
9. If I do this for you, you must post this on yours.
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Date: 2006-06-14 01:13 am (UTC)1. You once jumpstarted an angel with a vacuum cleaner.
2. Eat something you've never tried before.
3. Duck-bill yellow.
4. You always make me laugh and your poetry sometimes makes me cry.
5. Subreality RRs - I was going through the archive before I got involved and wondering who this apparently insane person was. One of the Blues Nights, iirc.
6. Duh. A duck of course. Daffy Duck, to be exact.
7. How does Jess Willey of today compare to Jess Willey of five years ago?
8. The Banana Splits theme song.
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Date: 2006-06-14 01:43 am (UTC)Those were the days.
2. Eat something you've never tried before.
Why does it always come down to will Jess eat it? Jess, eat this piece of mulch... Jess, eat this slice of chocolate and candy corn pizza, Jess eat this piece of alligator. If I hadn't made a promise to not let my inner ten year old die, I'd turn this one down. Fine, but this time it is going to be something that is passable for food.
4. You always make me laugh and your poetry sometimes makes me cry.
As much as I hate quoting myself:
"A journalist's job is to tell the truth about the world. A poet's job is to be a journalist of the soul." - Jesse Willey, October 2005.
5. Subreality RRs - I was going through the archive before I got involved and wondering who this apparently insane person was. One of the Blues Nights, iirc.
Apparently insane? Only apparently??!!! Looking back at some of those days and even I wonder. Of course, I still wonder.
6. Duh. A duck of course. Daffy Duck, to be exact.
I do have his luck but not his ego.
7. How does Jess Willey of today compare to Jess Willey of five years ago?
2001 was really the begining of transition for me. I was still sorta the crazy time person people still tend to think I am. But things happen. I think I knew how to have fun back then. I think I forgot how. I was willing to do stupid (but fun) things for no reason and go on 'adventures' at the drop of a hat. I was an uncaring, selfish, heartless, self-righteous twit but I had a good time doing it.
I'm still a bit selfish, I'm kind of heartless and occasional self-righteous. I've lost my sense of fun. I'm trying to find it again. And before you ask, yes I checked my other pants.
I've gained a sense of wisdom and confidence but lost a sense of joy and hope. Not a trade I'm actually happy with. I think I learned to really care but with it came a sense of loss.
Do you remember that Subreality fic I did called 'My Dinner with Jess'? I think I'm less like Jess in that story and more like Max.
Of course, a lot of what I was writing with Max in that story is the type of person I wanted to be but just didn't know how to be. I think I learned that. I hope that's a good thing.