Talk to me!
Dec. 12th, 2003 12:16 pmFound via
browngirl, and
cellio, and
epi_lj, and
otherdeb, and....
"I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.
But here's a thought: 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 likes spinach."
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."
"I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.
But here's a thought: 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 likes spinach."
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."
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Date: 2003-12-12 11:20 am (UTC)When I was knee high to my father, he took me out shopping, and I didn't want to get back into the car to go home. So I started screaming "this is not my daddy!" at the top of my lungs. People didn't believe it, and I was taken home. Probably they didn't believe it cause I look just like my Dad.