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This tangled path...
So, I went and created a new filter here today, called "Just Peeps". I wanted to weed out all the blogs and rss feeds I had coming in on my main filter, and also make sure that there was a way to be certain I was reading people. My main reading filter for the last three yeas has had a limited scope within my friendslist (and I wasn't exactly certain of keeping up with what I had).
There are a *lot* of names on here. Some of them I no longer remember who they are or why we are connected. And the vast majority don't seem to post.
So, a question, if you have a moment. Who are you, how do you know me (if you do), and why are you here, reading this journal?
(Comments screened by default. Go wild. If you would prefer to not be unscreened should I wish to reply, say so.)
There are a *lot* of names on here. Some of them I no longer remember who they are or why we are connected. And the vast majority don't seem to post.
So, a question, if you have a moment. Who are you, how do you know me (if you do), and why are you here, reading this journal?
(Comments screened by default. Go wild. If you would prefer to not be unscreened should I wish to reply, say so.)
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On the upside, I've been able to read about things that have happened to you and him over the years. On the downside, that's about the depth of the relationship, but such is life in these modern days. I hope I have never overstepped the boundaries of acquaintance, I know you've never done anything to make me less than happy.
I hope this note finds you well :)
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It does, thank you!
I definitely remember that meeting, but I actually think we'd met independently of B several years prior. You would have known me by a different name and title and in somewhat different clothing, accompanied by a tall, shaggy, Viking-like creature by the name of Vytas.
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People, as a tendency, post meatier or more fully thought out content here on LJ than, say, FaceBook. I like that, which is why I'm still here.
(*Hugs*) Talk to you soon. You're also welcome to un-screen and follow-up, should the mood strike you.
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I have lived many places and done many things, but I believe in the power of whimsy and rubber duckies.
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I am reading this journal to see the results of the implant. You may unscreen this comment. I have also probed many many of your friends and they will not be surprised to see me.
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I don't knw about these *other* earthings,
but my brains -are- in my arse.
If the probe topic ever comes up again.
I'm just sayin...
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And you taught me that amazing trick about cutting off the corners of sponges to indicate the grossest area they had been used to clean up!
:-P
(Yes, you can unscreen this if you like.)
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1) a whole and complete sponge had only been used for washing dishes and food or for quickly swiping kitchen counters/tables without chemicals.
2) a sponge with one corner cut off had been used to clean tables, counters, stoves, etc., with chemicals, and thus should not be used to wash dishes or vegetables.
3) a sponge with two corners cut off had been used to clean toilets, showers, floors, or something else particularly gross, and thus should not be used to wash dishes or food, or tables and kitchen surfaces.
A sponge started its lifecycle as a dish-washing sponge and then would gradually get demoted as it got more worn and/or as the next level required a sponge (except on the rare occasion when there wasn't an appropriate sponge to demote -- then we'd get a fresh one out and just cut off however many corners fit what we were going to use it for). As part of the rule, if you demoted a sponge you replaced the one pulled it from, but that was the least important bit; what mattered was that you always knew what you could or could not use a given sponge for no matter who had used it last.
There were other preferences as to which corners were cut based on the original shape of the sponge and how obvious a cut corner would be, but other than that, that's it. Whew!
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I like reading your stories, too.
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Much like you mentioned in my LJ a while back, I do hold out some vague hope that we'll end up at a party (on either coast, as the case may be) and get a chance to hang out again.
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I will always read you here, and I am thinking of you.
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BTW, my name is John, I currently live in Yosemite and I'm in Fezziwigs, if that helps you place me.
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I keep meaning to start posting on LJ again, Facebook has way too many family/friends I haven't spoken to in a decade or more/etc but like with many things, procrastination is, well, a really long word. So I come here to see how things are going and try and keep up with life.
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No need to keep screened.
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Also because you're still speaking to me and hanging out with me after I've been antisocial for the last three Waldorf years. =)
Gosh, how DID we meet? I can't remember not knowing you in my post-college life. Must have been Traveller's and Faire?
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I'm trying to come back to posting regularly here. I miss the LJ community & I miss writing.
I think I see you in person about every other year at somebody's party, which is less than I would like, but seems to be what works with the levels of introversion & busy-ness involved in our lives.
By the way, while I was poking back through my journal trying to figure out when we "met" I found a poem I'd completely forgotten I'd written. It was from the early days of my being on LJ so it wasn't tagged. Thank you!
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I definitely met you here on LJ via
I don't really feel like you stood out as a person in my mind until your call for help regarding the plants you had to leave behind while on a trip. I'm a sucker for helpless, needy plants.