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beautifulduckweedThing the First: Holy crap I am congested. Cold + cat allergies = mucus production like whoa. (Yes, I'm mildly allergic to cats. Yes, I have two of them. Yes, it's totally worth it. Yes, I need to mop and vacuum more often.)
Thing the Second: I am constantly surprised at how much my cats love me. Or, if you're the sort who's skeptical about the ability of animals to feel emotion, how much crap my cats will put up with, as long as it comes from me. I spent a solid five minutes this morning poking Eric in the face and punching him in the head (not especially hard, but not especially gently, either) just to see if I could annoy him enough to get him off the countertop, and he just kept purring and pushing his head into my hands for more. Coming from anyone else (with the possible exception of Michael, whom he adores), he probably would've nipped at them or jumped off in a huff.
Thing the Third: Happy Belated Coming Out Day. I was going to post something about sexual orientation, sexual preference and the inadequacy of labels, but I am too tired and too stuffed up to write anything substantial at the mo. I will say, however, that I've found the perfect way to describe my particular sexual orientation: Girls are a sometime food. (This is all part of the OM NOM NOM NOM theory of human sexuality, which I'm still working on fleshing out fully.)
Thing the Fourth:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
knittinggoddess picked five of my interests, and I'm-a write about them and why they're on my Interests List on LJ. If you want, post a comment here, and I'll pick out five interests in your list and ask you talk a bit about them.
So!
Pink-ish shirts (versus!) pinker sweaters
People who know me personally know I have a Thing about pink--i.e., I love it. I have a lot of pink clothing, but they're not usually 100% pink--they're pink-striped, for example, or black with pink polka dots, or what-thefuck-ever.
But what it comes down to is that I was wearing a pink floral shirt and a really obnoxiously pink angora sweater when I was filling out my LJ profile, and I thought it'd be amusing to stick that in my interests list.
Pinky Tuscadero
I've listed Pinky Tuscadero as my personal hero in a couple of social networking sites. No good reason--I just love the way the name sounds.
Posterizing glowstick photography
A lot items in that list were chosen because I wanted to have unique interests. This was probably my most successful attempt to date. ("Pinker sweaters" was a unique interest untilcrab_caution listed it on his list.) If I wanted to analyze it in any sort of meaningful way, I s'pose it simultaneously indicates my interest in fucking around in Photoshop, dancing to thumpy music and taking (bad) night-time pictures with my camera.
Raw meat
This is probably one of the few legitimate interests in my list. (The others would be parsimonious scientific theories and bitching smartly.) I feed my cats a raw home-made diet, and my fascination with raw meat--its nutritional content, its sources, the differences between meat from factory-farmed animals and more humanely-raised livestock, the parasites and pathogens they harbor--will either terrify you, disgust you, or bore you senseless.
Tangentially: I love the way undercooked meat tastes. Time to add a new interest to LJ!
Thing the Second: I am constantly surprised at how much my cats love me. Or, if you're the sort who's skeptical about the ability of animals to feel emotion, how much crap my cats will put up with, as long as it comes from me. I spent a solid five minutes this morning poking Eric in the face and punching him in the head (not especially hard, but not especially gently, either) just to see if I could annoy him enough to get him off the countertop, and he just kept purring and pushing his head into my hands for more. Coming from anyone else (with the possible exception of Michael, whom he adores), he probably would've nipped at them or jumped off in a huff.
Thing the Third: Happy Belated Coming Out Day. I was going to post something about sexual orientation, sexual preference and the inadequacy of labels, but I am too tired and too stuffed up to write anything substantial at the mo. I will say, however, that I've found the perfect way to describe my particular sexual orientation: Girls are a sometime food. (This is all part of the OM NOM NOM NOM theory of human sexuality, which I'm still working on fleshing out fully.)
Thing the Fourth:
knittinggoddess picked five of my interests, and I'm-a write about them and why they're on my Interests List on LJ. If you want, post a comment here, and I'll pick out five interests in your list and ask you talk a bit about them.So!
Pink-ish shirts (versus!) pinker sweaters
People who know me personally know I have a Thing about pink--i.e., I love it. I have a lot of pink clothing, but they're not usually 100% pink--they're pink-striped, for example, or black with pink polka dots, or what-thefuck-ever.
But what it comes down to is that I was wearing a pink floral shirt and a really obnoxiously pink angora sweater when I was filling out my LJ profile, and I thought it'd be amusing to stick that in my interests list.
Pinky Tuscadero
I've listed Pinky Tuscadero as my personal hero in a couple of social networking sites. No good reason--I just love the way the name sounds.
Posterizing glowstick photography
A lot items in that list were chosen because I wanted to have unique interests. This was probably my most successful attempt to date. ("Pinker sweaters" was a unique interest until
crab_caution listed it on his list.) If I wanted to analyze it in any sort of meaningful way, I s'pose it simultaneously indicates my interest in fucking around in Photoshop, dancing to thumpy music and taking (bad) night-time pictures with my camera.Raw meat
This is probably one of the few legitimate interests in my list. (The others would be parsimonious scientific theories and bitching smartly.) I feed my cats a raw home-made diet, and my fascination with raw meat--its nutritional content, its sources, the differences between meat from factory-farmed animals and more humanely-raised livestock, the parasites and pathogens they harbor--will either terrify you, disgust you, or bore you senseless.
Tangentially: I love the way undercooked meat tastes. Time to add a new interest to LJ!
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Date: 2007-10-13 09:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-13 11:39 pm (UTC)Alexis Rockman, Khipu, Ozric Tentacles, Stuffed Animals, Tardigrades
I don't even know what most of these are.
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Date: 2007-10-14 04:43 am (UTC)me, I eat it indiscriminately, with or without proper refrigeration or visible wigglies.
wanna have a raw meat party? we can try not to use the gross stuff. we can invite cats.
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Date: 2007-10-15 06:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-16 05:22 am (UTC)raw
Date: 2007-11-01 03:26 pm (UTC)I don't think I'll ever be able to give up the peen.