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A meme/invitation
Dec. 5th, 2005 12:45 pmSo... my very first meme.
You're on my "friends" list, which might mean we're close friends who love each other dearly, or might mean that we each enjoy reading what the other person writes... or give permission to the other to read those things we hide away from the "public" privacy level.
What do you want me to know about you?
This can be anything... if we met at an airport, both running for different planes, would it make you smile and know I cared if I asked how your dog Jojo was doing? Or how your latest novel attempt was going?
Maybe it's something imortant about you... the alien invaders have struck once again, and one set is striking in Washington DC, and the other is striking in your home town, and I have to say "No! Wait! I have a friend there who..." - I dunno, "still loves his Easy-Bake oven that he had to convince his dad to buy him, and whose dad died at a ripe old age, happily, but who, to this day, still ends his prayers with 'and dad, no, still not gay; you don't catch it from Easy-Bake ovens. Really.'"
(Yes, I might really rescue my friends first if alien invaders were attacking Washington DC... unless it was during the State of the Union, when all of the leading politicians were in DC, in which case, there's no "might" about it.)
You're on my "friends" list, which might mean we're close friends who love each other dearly, or might mean that we each enjoy reading what the other person writes... or give permission to the other to read those things we hide away from the "public" privacy level.
What do you want me to know about you?
This can be anything... if we met at an airport, both running for different planes, would it make you smile and know I cared if I asked how your dog Jojo was doing? Or how your latest novel attempt was going?
Maybe it's something imortant about you... the alien invaders have struck once again, and one set is striking in Washington DC, and the other is striking in your home town, and I have to say "No! Wait! I have a friend there who..." - I dunno, "still loves his Easy-Bake oven that he had to convince his dad to buy him, and whose dad died at a ripe old age, happily, but who, to this day, still ends his prayers with 'and dad, no, still not gay; you don't catch it from Easy-Bake ovens. Really.'"
(Yes, I might really rescue my friends first if alien invaders were attacking Washington DC... unless it was during the State of the Union, when all of the leading politicians were in DC, in which case, there's no "might" about it.)
