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ladynox25 ([personal profile] ladynox25) wrote2005-05-24 05:46 pm

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01. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.
02. I will then tell what song/movie reminds me of you.
03. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be...
04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
05. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
06. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
07. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.
08. Put this in your journal.

[identity profile] ex-cerebrate131.livejournal.com 2005-05-25 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
The Cerebrate.

(Actually, even my minions call me that, these days.)

[identity profile] texas-tiger.livejournal.com 2005-05-25 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
01. While I enjoy your many sterling qualities, the thing I find most attractive about you, actually, is your accent.
02. 2001 A Space Oddysey
03. Midnight
04. Intelligent
05. Meeting you and only realizing a half hour later who you were.
06. Bat
07. If you could somehow be less bitter and cynical, without changing any other part of your personality, would you? Or not?

[identity profile] ex-cerebrate131.livejournal.com 2005-05-26 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
01: Actually, I'm really rather pleased by that. With the UK in general sliding these days into a soap-opera-fuelled dialect of Estuary English (the ghastly East London version with the dropped aspirates and tortured vowels), I do make a conscious effort to avoid slipping away from my self-consciously "proper" accent, and it's always nice to know one's efforts are appreciated. *grin*

05: Heh!

07: It depends. Taken on its own, yes - I'd love to be less bitter and cynical, preferably not at all. On the other hand, my bitterness and cynicism are tied inextricably to having high expectations of the world that are almost invariably unmet, and low expectations of the world that are often exceeded, so if I am escaping bitterness and cynicism by accepting that the world in general will suck and will frequently suck more than I can possibly imagine, I'll pass, thanks. Even in the mud, I can look at the stars, et cetera. On the gripping hand, if that was no longer the case, then I'd be happy to lose that part of me, but then, if that was no longer the case, that would happen automatically...