Distractions

[louiselux]

Oh, work - please distract me. Tell me something about yourself. It doesn't even have to be weird or about ice skating!

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not ice skating but close

[scribblemoose]

I saw an episode of Buck Rogers last night that featured scantily-clad roller-skaters with light-up skates.

I'll be shutting up now. ._.

[iibnf.livejournal.com]

I hate dancing! I hate doing it myself, I hate watching other people do it. My mother made me do 6 years of ballet as a kid, and it totally traumatised me to the point that anything to do with dancing just makes me angry. She wanted to teach me grace, as I walk like a gorilla, but the teacher just used to call me Little Miss Elephant as I stomped angrily around the dance floor, hating the fact they made me dress like a girl. (I was a boy until I was in my late teens). I was only allowed to quit the classes when I fell over and knocked my front teeth out. The teacher jammed them back in my head, and they are still there, but a bit uneven now. Dancing literally sets my teeth on edge.

How's that?

Oh, and admire the icon I made last night. It mentions tentacles!

[iibnf.livejournal.com]

Oh, and as to dressing like a girl, when I was tiny, our school put on a play. Girls dressed up as fairies. Boys dressed up as dragons. I WANTED TO BE A FUCKING DRAGON!!! SEXIST BASTARDS!

I was so angry and pissed off, that my mother made me a paper dragon costume that I wore until it fell apart. That was cool. Thankfully, by the time I was six, I grew out of being a dragon.

I became a horse instead. A boy horse, of course.

[thornsilver]

I am thinking about renaming my cat "Fat Cat". He is too fat now to groom his own ass. O_o

[miss-anthropy.livejournal.com]

University apartments come "furnished". There are desks, lamps, and beds. The beds do not possess the usual spring box; they're just a mattress slung over a too-small frame, supported underneath by planks of wood. Two of my planks are half an inch too short so every morning when I sit up, the planks get jilted and slip and BANG, my mattress is two feet lower than it was. And I keep lots of stuff under my bed. Like my beer.

I have no idea how to approach maintenance about needing new planks of wood.

[crystal-lilly.livejournal.com]

I daydream constantly. I am always playing out scenarios in my head about different books I've read, ways they could have ended differently, the not-so-happy ending, the perfect ending, the way one little action could have ultimately thrown the story into a different direction.

Then I make up original stories in my head (and they're awful, horrible, and not at all creative) and then do the same thing to them. Rearrange them, recompose them, play out 1001 different ways that a person could respond to any given situation.

And while I'm doing this inside my head, outwardly I appear as if I am listening intently to whatever it is that someone is saying to me, be it in class, at work, at home... sometimes I miss whole conversations because the characters in my head are more entertaining that what's happening in real life right in front of me.

And I've been doing this for so long, it is now a part of me. People ask me: "What are your dreams?" and I can't even remember what I dream about, because my head is filled with other characters' wants and desires, angers and sorrows. Given a chance, I automatically start daydreaming about a story, a different world, a comment here, a glance there, rather than anything that happens in my actual life.

Which sounds sad now that I try to explain it, but still... *shrug* That's just how it is.

[kispexi2.livejournal.com]

I'm terrified of ice - particularly falling on it. I once did a quiz (Which Royal Are You?) and came out as Charles VI of France "the most famous mad King of France who had the conviction that he was made of glass and about to break." I feel for that man!

I used to keep rats. Still would, except they have such short lifespans and losing them makes me sad.

Re: not ice skating but close

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Ahaha! Adorable. Because of course they'd have roller skates in the 25th century - I suppose the lighting up bit was supposed to show they were futuristic roller skates, not ordinary ones.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Concidentally, I was just explaining the plot of a tentacle story I want to write when I got this comment. I'm sure it's a sign! Of tentacles.

Your dancing teacher should be stripped of her ballet shoes or something - what a bitch.

[daegaer.livejournal.com]

I just bought two copies of Mog's Bad Thing (http://www.amazon.co.uk/Mogs-Bad-Thing-Judith-Kerr/dp/0006647553/sr=8-1/qid=1168963842/ref=sr_1_1/026-7618019-3445252?ie=UTF8&s=books), a touching story about a pussycat who does a Bad Thing in a chair! Poor Mog, she looks so guilty.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Hee, she does. Perhaps they could work as behavioural guides for the hord of cats?

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Poor man! He sounds excessively anxious.

I have heard that rats make fantastic pets, apart from the short life span. I've never properly met one myself.

[jadepj-chan.livejournal.com]

my partner is currently asking me to download a bunch of kimchi recipes, as he is heavily into the stuff.

[neither of us is korean.]

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Of course. I have to ask... did you grow out of that yet? *g*

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Oh noes. He should go on a moggy treadmill or something.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Maybe you could filch them from an unoccupied room? Although I suppose they might all be locked.

[randomblade.livejournal.com]

I just spent the evening working on standup sets with a male friend of mine. We swapped some joke ideas. I gave him my 'girl' material, because some things, when girls say them 'aren't funny'. This pisses me off no end.

[rorhah.livejournal.com]

Ah, now this is about ice skating.

I went recently, and my friend fell over and bashed his face. The medic who patched him up sometimes works on film sets, and had once patched up Daniel Craig. There’s a fight scene in Casino Royale where Daniel Craig is wearing an invisible plaster on his chin.

This was as interesting as my ice skating trip got. Sadly, no sparkly, sequined off-the-shoulder costumes were worn. Maybe next year.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Maybe you should write some of them down? Someone once made the hypothesis that there are two types of writer-- or creative thinker-- people who write things down to see what will happen to their characters and people who play everything out in their heads and never write anything down. I do what you do, to an extent. I get a lot from it - it can be intense and it lets me escape from the every day.

I love that you told me this, by the way. Thank you.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Huh. That pisses me off too. I'm pretty sure it depends on how funny the person is, not on the genitals they have.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Oooh, got any good ones? I've never tried kimchi.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

That is a shame about the sequins. Still, the man who touched Daniel Craig's face has now touched your friend's face. Surely that's something to celebrate? ;)

[foreverdirt.livejournal.com]

My first lecture this term was with my favourite lecturer ever. He's my favourite for many, many reasons, from his willingness to take time out his busy day to geek at us (and tell us implausible lies! about his undergraduate career with such a straight face I'm still half convinced by some of them) to the way his lectures are so clear that even afterwards, when the knowledge has faded, the ideas remain. But one thing I particularly adore about his lectures is that he moves like a particularly gawky, chalk-covered foal, and as each lecture progresses his black jeans get steadily whiter (at about the same rate as my heart fills with joy), including inside the pockets.

When I grow up, I want young mathematicians to sigh at me the way my friends and I sigh at him.

[doire]

I haven't done my homework so I am on LJ in denial. Do you want to learn some Japanese verbs for me?

[assume-a-virtue.livejournal.com]

I have had five appointments to fix my poor sad broken iPod--- and every single one of them has been canceled.