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dalekboy ([personal profile] dalekboy) wrote2007-01-02 03:46 pm
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Six Random Facts meme

Tagged by [livejournal.com profile] battblush

Once tagged by this entry, the assignment is to write a blog entry of some kind with six random facts about yourself. Then, pick six of your friends and tag them; no tag backs. This explanation should be included.

And the explanation has been included, but I'm not gunna tag anyone. Do it if you feel moved to. It was just luck that I spotted I'd been tagged. So, without further ado...

Fact 3 - I had a pet sheep called "Einstein"

Fact 2 - Given that Lynn talked about her phobia, I thought I'd bring up something similarly odd and personal that may be abused by the thoughtless. I don't really have a touch taboo. If I'm treated with care and respect, no part of my body is out of bounds, even to virtual strangers - except for a hand-sized area in the centre of my chest between my nipples. Over my heart, on my upper chest, those are fine, touch away. Chest to chest hugs and the like are fine. Having someone put their hand on my middle chest uninvited, when they know about this, is a huge and almost unforgivable violation.

Fact 6 - I like saying "Tharwa." I deliberately pronounce it in a strange way because I like the way it makes my face feel when I do.

Fact 4 - Since becoming ill in April, I have not written or rewritten, a single story.

Fact 1 - My favourite book of all time is The Cyberiad by Stanislaw Lem

Fact 5 - I love easily, I fall in love fairly easily (though rarely really deeply), and I've yet to stop loving anyone, no matter how horrible they've been to me.

[identity profile] arcadiagt5.livejournal.com 2007-01-02 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
re Fact 6: I flinch when I say "Tharwa", some nasty hills out that way...

[identity profile] mireille21.livejournal.com 2007-01-02 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
Fact 5. Ahem. What about a certain Mr JS?
Weirdest conversation had at a NYE party this year involved talking about SF conventions with someone from choir, and then them out of the blue asking me (with some trepidation) if I knew a JS. Yes unfortunately, I replied. Said choir person looked very relieved, and somewhat more inclined to be part of fannish stuff now. Apparently he had been quite put off a few years ago, and was pleased to find that if he came along to something he was more likely to meet people like me.