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machineplay (and there are a lot of amazing things about her, you know) is that she does so many things that make perfect sense to me - like, for example, exactly coordinating entire rooms or unconventional routinal things with numbers, it's hard to explain - that I do, or would do if I had the ability/money to do them, and not only can I squee with her at things like decorating choices, but there's a very real sense of fitting together, like we're two adjacent puzzle pieces or something.
/end shameless squealy fangirling over girlfriend-type-persons
And now for something completely different:queenzulu asked me questions. (I love this little memething because it reminds me of all the things I don't post about.)
1. How did you meet Chris?
Chris went to school with my emotionally manipulative ex-boyfriend. No, really. <3 That's how we met. Chris came to visit me and the ex in Toronto when I was still living there. I was coming out of a major depressive episode (that's what they called it, i'm not being hyperbolic) complete with added social phobia and agoraphobia, so I was literally afraid to leave the house for a while. And the ex was a codependent jackass who literally could hardly do anything for himself. Chris and I hit it off almost immediately and started talking online even after he left, and less than a week later I was on my way to Tennessee (where Chris was living at the time) and I'd dumped the ex. (I took Greyhound from Toronto to Nashville. Went through Detroit customs at 1:30 in the morning. In retrospect, kind of scary.)
That was March of 1999. We got married two years later and we've been together ever since.
2. What's your favourite weather?
Sunny and about 70ish farenheit (20ish celsius) with just enough minor intermittent sunshowers to make rainbows. This is not uncommon spring weather here. <3
3. What are you bestest at in the whole wide world?
Writing and baking. My two favorite things to do.
4. You're getting a job: working with people, or tucked away in your own little cubicle?
Ideally about half and half. I would at one point have said all cubicle, but I'm getting to where people are not scary any more, so half of each is fine. If I had to go all one way or another, it would probably swing toward 'cubicle' because while people aren't as scary as they used to be, they're still really, really tiring.
5. What's the word that evokes the most memory/sensation/emotion for you?
You know, it's funny, because for a writer I don't think in words? I think in pictures and scents and sounds and I translate them into written words. (Spoken word is another level again and it's actually significantly more difficult to get there.)
But if I had to pick it would be something about kitchens. The whole sensation of kitchen-ness. They make me think of home and of the good parts of growing up - my father teaching me how to chop onions properly or making coffee, my mother canning fruit in the summers, my grandmother's pies, cutting up melons for the boy in my own kitchen. There's a whole sense of family/tradition/something I can't define that's all wrapped up in knives and chopping boards and dishes and the act of preparing food.
(see my new icon?jane_hidell made it for me because she's just that amazing. <3 I adore it.)
machineplay (and there are a lot of amazing things about her, you know) is that she does so many things that make perfect sense to me - like, for example, exactly coordinating entire rooms or unconventional routinal things with numbers, it's hard to explain - that I do, or would do if I had the ability/money to do them, and not only can I squee with her at things like decorating choices, but there's a very real sense of fitting together, like we're two adjacent puzzle pieces or something./end shameless squealy fangirling over girlfriend-type-persons
And now for something completely different:
queenzulu asked me questions. (I love this little memething because it reminds me of all the things I don't post about.)1. How did you meet Chris?
Chris went to school with my emotionally manipulative ex-boyfriend. No, really. <3 That's how we met. Chris came to visit me and the ex in Toronto when I was still living there. I was coming out of a major depressive episode (that's what they called it, i'm not being hyperbolic) complete with added social phobia and agoraphobia, so I was literally afraid to leave the house for a while. And the ex was a codependent jackass who literally could hardly do anything for himself. Chris and I hit it off almost immediately and started talking online even after he left, and less than a week later I was on my way to Tennessee (where Chris was living at the time) and I'd dumped the ex. (I took Greyhound from Toronto to Nashville. Went through Detroit customs at 1:30 in the morning. In retrospect, kind of scary.)
That was March of 1999. We got married two years later and we've been together ever since.
2. What's your favourite weather?
Sunny and about 70ish farenheit (20ish celsius) with just enough minor intermittent sunshowers to make rainbows. This is not uncommon spring weather here. <3
3. What are you bestest at in the whole wide world?
Writing and baking. My two favorite things to do.
4. You're getting a job: working with people, or tucked away in your own little cubicle?
Ideally about half and half. I would at one point have said all cubicle, but I'm getting to where people are not scary any more, so half of each is fine. If I had to go all one way or another, it would probably swing toward 'cubicle' because while people aren't as scary as they used to be, they're still really, really tiring.
5. What's the word that evokes the most memory/sensation/emotion for you?
You know, it's funny, because for a writer I don't think in words? I think in pictures and scents and sounds and I translate them into written words. (Spoken word is another level again and it's actually significantly more difficult to get there.)
But if I had to pick it would be something about kitchens. The whole sensation of kitchen-ness. They make me think of home and of the good parts of growing up - my father teaching me how to chop onions properly or making coffee, my mother canning fruit in the summers, my grandmother's pies, cutting up melons for the boy in my own kitchen. There's a whole sense of family/tradition/something I can't define that's all wrapped up in knives and chopping boards and dishes and the act of preparing food.
(see my new icon?
jane_hidell made it for me because she's just that amazing. <3 I adore it.)
