Meme nicked from
faith_of_borg,
seandc and
dr_jekyl, more or less in that order:
Why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she wears mismatched socks." I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal.
Another day of talking too much, missed opportunities and pointless yearning. I keep meaning to switch everything off and make some art, but I haven't.
Dogs got in a fight with each other last night. Just one of their occasional brotherly spats, and if it hadn't happened right when I was trying to untie Squish from the railing outside Asda I'd have been able to stop them by raising my voice - they don't normally touch each other, just feint and snap and snarl for a few seconds. However, because Squish was still tied up and cornered, he panicked and it escalated a little. No prizes for guessing who was the only one to get bitten... I have a perfect set of Spike toothprints in purple on my thigh.
Living alone is the thing I value most about my life, and I have no intention of ever tying my life to someone else's ever again. That said, right now I could really use some company - an actual physical person to hug and be affectionate with.
*sigh*
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Why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she wears mismatched socks." I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal.
Another day of talking too much, missed opportunities and pointless yearning. I keep meaning to switch everything off and make some art, but I haven't.
Dogs got in a fight with each other last night. Just one of their occasional brotherly spats, and if it hadn't happened right when I was trying to untie Squish from the railing outside Asda I'd have been able to stop them by raising my voice - they don't normally touch each other, just feint and snap and snarl for a few seconds. However, because Squish was still tied up and cornered, he panicked and it escalated a little. No prizes for guessing who was the only one to get bitten... I have a perfect set of Spike toothprints in purple on my thigh.
Living alone is the thing I value most about my life, and I have no intention of ever tying my life to someone else's ever again. That said, right now I could really use some company - an actual physical person to hug and be affectionate with.
*sigh*
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