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kalichan
Meme:
1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag "whoever wants to do it."
(isn't that a nasty little stipulation in 3.?)
1. My house is filled with weaknesses I blame on fictional characters, both mine and others (folks I write in fanfic). This includes everything from blood orange sorbet (I think only Rahalia knows the source of that one) to peach-colored lingerie (Narcissa) to the linen shirt I got for Regency stuff but was promptly mentally hijacked by a certain swordsman. Also, Mariome seems to have a particular thing for dulce du leche from Hagen Daz.
2. I feel more masculine with longer hair than shorter hair.
3. I love watching The Dog Whisperer. I don't even like dogs.
4. I recently wrote to get myself put on Hewitt's alumni mailing list. I don't know why. I mean, really, that's just going to end in tears.
5. I'm pretty convinced my father has celiac disease and I'm pissed as hell he won't investigate the possibility. I view it as a personal insult that he views it as both two difficult (hi, welcome to my life) and too unlikely (and I got this genetic disease from where, exactly?)
6. When experiencing turbulence on airplanes I mutter the Litany Against Fear to myself. For someone who has flown small planes, I get unbelieveably freaked by turbulence on jets.
7. The pillars of the House of Iona are Transportation, Accomodation, Communication and Hair. I think my household should hav epillars. But the best we've done so far is Cookies and Sex, which just doesn't have the same ring, not that anyone's complaining really.
I tag:abbismom, schpahky. phaenix_ash, coyotegoth, leopard_lady, wordsofastory, rani23
kalichanMeme:
1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag "whoever wants to do it."
(isn't that a nasty little stipulation in 3.?)
1. My house is filled with weaknesses I blame on fictional characters, both mine and others (folks I write in fanfic). This includes everything from blood orange sorbet (I think only Rahalia knows the source of that one) to peach-colored lingerie (Narcissa) to the linen shirt I got for Regency stuff but was promptly mentally hijacked by a certain swordsman. Also, Mariome seems to have a particular thing for dulce du leche from Hagen Daz.
2. I feel more masculine with longer hair than shorter hair.
3. I love watching The Dog Whisperer. I don't even like dogs.
4. I recently wrote to get myself put on Hewitt's alumni mailing list. I don't know why. I mean, really, that's just going to end in tears.
5. I'm pretty convinced my father has celiac disease and I'm pissed as hell he won't investigate the possibility. I view it as a personal insult that he views it as both two difficult (hi, welcome to my life) and too unlikely (and I got this genetic disease from where, exactly?)
6. When experiencing turbulence on airplanes I mutter the Litany Against Fear to myself. For someone who has flown small planes, I get unbelieveably freaked by turbulence on jets.
7. The pillars of the House of Iona are Transportation, Accomodation, Communication and Hair. I think my household should hav epillars. But the best we've done so far is Cookies and Sex, which just doesn't have the same ring, not that anyone's complaining really.
I tag:
abbismom, schpahky. phaenix_ash, coyotegoth, leopard_lady, wordsofastory, rani23
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One time, I was landing in Ontario, CA in heavy, heavy chop (we had to abort our first approach after we were on final and go around -- the only time I've ever had to go around on a commercial flight), as we turned base on our second attempt, a gust caught us as we rolled to about 55 degrees, and I nearly came unglued. It was definitely a situation where knowing what was normal and what wasn't was a hindrance rather than a help.
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*whistles innocently*
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Yoink!