Hmm.
As with most things me-related ...
Find your own pose!
Find your own pose!
Find your own pose!
The description for the colon sounds right (aught = awkward, and the whole responding to telephone messages with e-mail is pathetically on the mark), but the position is just ... wrong. Un-me, methinks. I'm more a cross between the toboggan and the excalibur, whichever of the 39 that ends out being. (More like I start in a toboggan (do they have a luge, too?) and end out in the excalibur, and sometimes the seatbelt for good measure. If only my circulation weren't so poor.)
Find your own pose!
Find your own pose!
Find your own pose!
The description for the colon sounds right (aught = awkward, and the whole responding to telephone messages with e-mail is pathetically on the mark), but the position is just ... wrong. Un-me, methinks. I'm more a cross between the toboggan and the excalibur, whichever of the 39 that ends out being. (More like I start in a toboggan (do they have a luge, too?) and end out in the excalibur, and sometimes the seatbelt for good measure. If only my circulation weren't so poor.)