Meme Part 2, via emilytheslayer

[jon_chaisson]

I know very little about some of the people on who read my journal. Some people I know relatively well. (Some I know too well. You know who you are.) I read your journals, 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 read me and I thank you for your interest in my words.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something completely made up 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...they listen in rapture to the love-music of she-turnips." And then you can say "what on earth are you talking about?"

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then, we can have completely fictional knowledge about each other. If you would like, post this in your own journal and see what gems of fiction appear.

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[chaoticmoth.livejournal.com]

After I drink a soda I flatten the can, run it through a shredder, bake the pieces into a flan, and have it for dessert on holy days.