Talk to me!

[autographedcat]

Found 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."

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Because my Mom happened to be in the basement doing laundry (too far away to hear) I think I stood on the back porch for ten minutes calling for her, dripping blood, because I wasn't supposed to go in wet and I didn't want to get blood on my towel. After she bandaged me, she explained that sometimes it is OK to break the rules, in an emergency...