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amberdulen

That Meme

Feb 16, 2009 09:36

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( Now cut for everyone's convenience; now includes childhood story in the comments! )

burns, long stories, memes

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media_res February 16 2009, 16:23:08 UTC

Celtic folk-rock bluegrass fusion bands are the BEST!

. . . do you think people remain LJ friends because they have freakishly specific similar tastes?

amberdulen February 16 2009, 16:25:50 UTC

Either that, or they're highly tolerant of each others' freakishly specific tastes. :)

izhilzha February 16 2009, 17:42:25 UTC

Yes. Usually. *g*

scottwoods February 16 2009, 17:18:52 UTC

I am ALWAYS being dragged through the mud because I say "awesome" constantly, too!

That means we're awesome.

amberdulen February 16 2009, 17:27:58 UTC

Well, obviously. :P

scionofgrace February 16 2009, 20:57:38 UTC

About the time-travel thing, I agree about the differences in culture and language. People don't even think about that. Which is why I think it's hilarious that in Doctor Who, it's revealed that the Doctor's ship translates languages for you. Which turned into a running gag when they were in Pompeii and every time they said something in Latin ("caveat emptor," etc), it came out as Welsh.

You had Tahm lock you in a suitcase? What happened?

amberdulen February 16 2009, 21:27:00 UTC

I think I told you this story, but I'll tell it again because I am amused and appalled by it. :)

I'm four, she's two, and we're playing money bags. She, being smaller and less malicious, was going to be the money bags. Money bags go in suitcases, obviously, and I was trying to get her to sit in the suitcase in such a way that it could be shut. (This was one of the old-fashioned hard-shell kinds with the two metal locking mechanisms, I should add.) Something about spacial relations eluded her, and she couldn't fit herself in even though she was obviously small enough. So I--in the finest Wile E. Coyote moment of my life!--said, quote:

"Oh, get out! I'll show you how to do it."

Click.

"Megan...go get Mom."

And miraculously, she did. Sometimes I sit around and think, "Geez. I almost killed myself." But did that stop me from manipulating my little sister, showing off to my own detriment, and leaping into action forethought-free? Of course not! Which just goes to show that someone stupid enough to talk their way into a locked suitcase ( ... )

wumbawoman February 16 2009, 23:58:53 UTC

That is definitely one for the books. Care to share the other story? I am much interested!

Oh and #3 - you are too stylish! ;o)

amberdulen February 17 2009, 15:20:36 UTC

#3 - It's all from Wal-Mart. Just because I can make the colors match doesn't mean I have any sense of style. :P

The other story is not as involved; Dad and my sister and I were out looking at a field, and the tractor was running, and I thought I'd haul myself up to take a better look, and grabbed onto the exhaust pipe without considering that it might be scalding hot. I got a blister on the entire underside of my hand from fingertips to wrist, and had to have it bandaged for weeks. That was in...seventh grade? Somewhere between sixth and eighth.

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