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This journal is friendslocked, but I love making friends, so if you care to hear about question memes, roleplay, fandom stuff, or general geekery, feel free to friend me and I'll friend you back! I just like knowing who's reading.
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Tell me a story I haven't written! I'll give you a paragraph from it. XD Comment logged in, anonymous, real journal, rp journal, I don't care.

WARNING: you might get more than a paragraph. Much more, depending on how intrigued/inspired I am.
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Dinosaurs. And more cheese-flavored snack products. Bonus points if the snacks are shaped like dinosaurs

RL HMD

Jan. 23rd, 2011 05:30 pm
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If I've upset you in some way or if there's something specific about me that's bugging you, here's where you can let me know. Obviously, I can't and won't change fundamental things about myself, but if something like "allie uses too many emoticons" or "allie's puns are unbearable" or "allie goes a little overboard with a specific topic in chat" gets on your nerves, comment here and I'll see what I can do about it!

Comments screened, ip off, etc. This'll be a public, top level post so you can find it in the future if you ever need to.

<3

dreamlife

Aug. 19th, 2010 05:22 pm
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The world is full of people with more courage and strength than me. I'm pretty weak, all things considered. In fact, the more things you consider, the weaker I am. I'm very selfish, and I'm also very lazy and shortsighted. I ask myself: if I do this, will I be happier in ten minutes? The answer is usually no. Usually, nothing gets done.

Sometimes I feel inspired, though, and think that I could do wonderful things for myself and the people around me, and I have large ideas, and those ideas are so large and complex that they glow. I still think like an eight year old sometimes. Often. I don't consider feasibility, and I abandon my plans as soon as I lose enthusiasm.

Last night I dreamed about lj-cuts that arachnophobes should not click on )
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still not here because I'm made of fail.

tempted to go late to class tomorrow.

yeah. more and more tempted each moment. Or miss it.

miss you guys and hopefully I'll have my life in order soon.
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I am so made of fail once again.

Dammit Allie, wtf is wrong with you!

At least I beat Fallout 3.

Though that's probably a worse excuse than having no excuse at all.
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So, today I procrastinated by reading a book about personal space across different cultures, and it made me think.

Everyone knows it's not cool to run up to someone you don't know and hug them (or make any physical contact) without asking for permission. This is common sense...I don't run up to a person in the mall because I like their shirt. But if I know someone online, I usually don't ask permission before hugging them irl, unless it's clear they're uncomfortable. I'm self-centered, so I just assume that if I'm comfortable, everyone is comfortable. The possibility that they might not be usually doesn't even occur to me.

This is very, very uncool.

I want to individually apologize to people, but I really don't know who I've made uncomfortable, and honestly, I don't remember how many people I've touched inappropriately (dear god that sounds bad, but I phrase it that way to include things like touching someone's arm while talking, or touching their hair while complimenting it, or picking off a piece of fluff without giving more warning than 'hang on a sec').

In short, if I've made you uncomfortable, I'm incredibly sorry. In the future, I'll try much, much harder to be more respectful.


Now, back to real work.
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So there's this video game, Just Cause 2, that's pretty much Grand Theft Auto except with 9000x more crazy violence and absurdities (you can use a grapple hook to attach a garbage truck to a helicopter, guys, seriously).

Anyway, my rl friends have been playing this for a while, first to get through the plot, and then to screw around with grappling hooks and parachutes and blowing things up. Yesterday, I call them up and ask what they're doing, and they say they can't come out because they're playing that.

And it hits me. How freaking brilliant of a game title is Just Cause????? While you're following the main plot, where you're trying to overthrow the evil dictator of Generic South American Country, you're playing Just Cause. When you're base jumping from water towers and someone asks you why the hell you're doing whatever you're doing, it's Just Cause.

Holy shit I want to shake someone's hand for coming up with something so simple and so awesome.
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Aside from registration, today was filled with lame car troubles and other stupid stuff and blah blah...4 hours SITTING STILL on a highway until I RAN OUT OF GAS [I started with 2/3 tank!] and then waiting for AAA and starving and being cranky and ick on 2 hours of sleep.

tl;dr, I'm too annoyed and exhausted to post. I call very early bedtime, and THEN I'll catch up. <3
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EVERYONE

I heard you like plurking and I know I hate working so I put an Allie in your plurk so I can plurk and not work.
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Is there something about yourself that you'd like to change but just can't get up the motivation?


[Poll #1539512]
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My new favorite word is 'lunar,' when not literally talking about the moon. Usually a desolate, barren, alien-feeling place, like an empty salt flat or a glacier surface or something. Every time I read it somewhere my brain squees and thinks 'that is so beautiful omg' and I read the sentence a bunch of times. I want to use it now that I'm writing again, but it also feels a little pretentious, and it's one of those words that might make other people go 'wtf that's not what lunar means' and interrupt the flow in a bad way etc.

I always get words or phrases stuck in my head like earworms without music, and can't remember if I made them up or found them. LAME because if I made them up I'd want to actually use them somewhere, and google isn't much help when it comes to the text of relatively obscure books. Luckily this is only one word and I'm almost certain the first time I noticed it was in something Cormac McCarthy wrote. I just don't remember what.
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* Grab the nearest book.
* Open the book to page 123.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post the text of the next 4 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
* Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.

I am sitting on a blanket which covers two things. Both seem to be equally under me, so you get two.

1: fuck criticism )

2: and here's fiction )

That...pretty much sums up my life, right there. Reading that first thing and then reading the second to get my brain in real-person mode again. Once again, anyone who ever says "you're so lucky that you don't have to do real work!" can die in a gruesome fire. Fuck you, I'm unemployed and I have to read that first-section shit every day if I ever want to get a job. Sorry I'm so bitter about that, but it's a huge thing for me. I've actually lost friendships over it.

Oh, and this other thing:

Ask me anything you want and I'll answer honestly.

You've got anon, so go ahead and use it. I won't screen comments since that kills half the fun.
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Guys.

I need a comic book or manga series appropriate for a seven year old girl. We are talking G-rated here. If it's manga, it has to be flipped, since she just learned to read and I don't want her to get confused about reading direction.

She mentioned that she wished she had comic books to read, and I was like "*chinstroke* oh reeeeally."

Now, remember, seven. Absolutely minimal violence (someone getting punched in chibi form etc is fine), no overt sexuality, no profanity. G-rated. I think that she'd prefer some kind of fantasy series to, say, Archie, so I told her I'd ask my friends. She normally hates reading, but recently told me that she thinks she'd enjoy reading comic stories. Not, say, Calvin and Hobbes, but there's a new movement in kids' writing for simple books in comic form, but she doesn't like most of the ones her brother has (read: all) and I thought something long and divided into volumes that she might not otherwise find might help.

OH OH OH OH bonus points for a strong, well-written female protagonist.

a favor

Jan. 4th, 2010 03:55 pm
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This isn't a meme/quiz, but a personal favor I'm asking to you. I need you to make checks on my johari and nohari charts.

It's not to satisfy my curiosity, though I'll admit I'm a bit curious. Really, I want to see how much of my own idea of self matches up with the self that others see, because otherwise, there's a good chance that I'm unaware of my own merits and shortcomings. I've been doing a lot of introspection, and one of the problems with introspection is that no one can see themselves from an outside point of view.

One thing is mostly positive, one is mostly negative, and all are entirely, utterly, completely anonymous. I know it can be hard to say bad things about your friends, even shielded by anonymity, but I need you to fill out both. My bad side is just as important as the good one.

Thanks in advance, if you can do this for me. I swear that it's not just for vanity or vanity's reverse...I need to know these things to help me recognize parts of myself that I might be otherwise blind to.

these are my brighter aspects, and these are my darker aspects.

eta: in case you don't feel like reading the thingy at the top of the johari/nohari pages, I've already picked the six things that I think apply to myself, so it's a matter of seeing the difference between my inner self and the self I communicate to others. What you give me is the ability to make a comparison, rather than a judgment that'll damage my self esteem or something.

eta2: I figured that using the johari method would make it as simple as possible, but if you'd like to explain why you chose what you did or use an adjective that's not exactly represented, I just enabled screening on anonymous comments (in case you don't want everyone else to see what you have to say). I'll unscreen your comment if you say that it's okay; I'm not screening for any reason other than to give privacy to anyone who might want to say something honest but worry about the reactions of others, etc.

cartography

Jan. 4th, 2010 12:28 am
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not much to report out here.

I feel like a compass at a magnetic pole, alternating between freezing in place and drowsily indicating nothing at all.

Vague entry is vague, but less emo than it sounds. I just wanted to let you guys know that I'm sorry I haven't been online for chatting or rp, but I'm not in any kind of mortal peril or painful emotional turmoil.

Many of you know how I feel about the slow loss of the ability to read maps in our culture, how I feel that it's dying art that's not just a hobby of mine but an almost symbolic act, which isn't the word I want to use but I can't find a better one. I'm far from a Luddite, obviously, and I've used google maps and, very very very rarely, GPS systems. But pulling over and unfolding a piece of paper almost too large to fit in my car, wrestling with it, finding the name of a city or town and tracing colored lines while I decide my course, makes me feel like I'm in control of my destiny yet also faithfully relying on the often countless and nameless people who first dreamed those lines, the people who built them and the people who charted them, who spread them before me on poorly refolded paper. Hours and years to give me the ability to choose which route to take to a particular destination, or the ability to find my way home.

You saw this coming from the first sentence of that paragraph, I'm sure, but I feel like I've pulled to the side of an empty road and opened a blank map.
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There is a hell of a lot of snow in this state right now.

I know because when I went to go home after watching a movie on Friday, there was not an Alliemobile in my friends' parking lot, but a lump of snow that looked vaguely car-shaped. Thus, I stayed until the roads were once again roads.

I tried to make a snow angel but, I got stuck. In Soviet Russia, snow plays with you!

Retroactive hiatus from the internet as a whole. Sorry. :(
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