If you had to write your autobiography in 6 words, what would you write?
Submitted by mitzie.
"She looked good in hats."
Look, five words!
Here's the proof:
...in cute hats
Please excuse this truly ginormous post. If the past is any indication it'll be another month or so before I post again so this will drop off the first page of your neighborhood in no time.
Are there any people you would not tell if they had food in their teeth or if their zipper were down? Why or why not?
Submitted by Charms.
Yes. Anyone who wouldn't tell me if my skirt was stuck up in the waistband of my underwear.
Show us your guitar.
Submitted by Sean J. O'Rourke.
Show us a photo of you with a funny haircut.
Show us the most important thing on your desk.
Submitted by BlackLime.
I'm just being silly. But I love this comic possibly more than is healthy, so I'm happy to pimp it a bit.
Also I've just recently figured out how to do anything useful with photos I've taken with my cell phone, so I was just excited to actually be able to share an exciting as-it's-happening photo of my workday. I mean honestly, the most important thing on my desk is the computer (if you're talking about work) or the photos of my family (if you're talking about life in general).
"The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire." -- Pamela Hansford Johnson
Show us a self-taken picture of the sunset.
Submitted by Connie.
Show us a tattoo.
Actually I took this to show my friend how awesome the necklace she made for me was, but it's a good shot of my left shoulder tattoo. It's from Jenny and the Cat Club which was a favorite book of mine as a child. I really identified with her because (1) same name, go figure and (2) she was very, very shy. But her owner, an old sea captain, knitted her a red scarf that made her feel less scared, and she went out and made friends and had adventures.
I re-read the book when I bought it to get the illustration for the tattoo design, and it hasn't aged well. I'm still happy to have Jenny looking up to the stars over my shoulder, though!
If you could go back and change one thing you've done in your life, what would it be?
Submitted by Devinoid.
This is going to sound cheesy as hell, and honestly - on a practical level, if this were an actual question of being able to turn back time and make a correction, there are things higher on the list. Not ruining my credit rating, for instance! (Sure, it's getting repaired, but how nice if it had never been that broken in the first place!) But maybe I will put this here, instead, because the question seems almost designed for a wistful answer.
Quite a long while ago (nearly 20 years now), there was this guy that I liked. (Yes, one of those sorts of stories. Sorry! It will be over soon, promise.) As is my wont, I slipped from liking him into serious-overdrive-liking-him, because I'm an intensely emotional person and 20 years ago I was really no good at handling that. (But better than I'd been earlier in life, and I'm better at it now, so as long as it's an improving curve, I reckon I'm good.) I had zero indication that he felt that way about me. In fact I knew him to actively like another girl. It was early in my college career and when I met another guy, I went out with him when he asked. I hadn't been asked out a lot, it was very novel, and I let the flattery of that sweep me up for a month or two. Nearly simultaneously, the Guy I Liked became scarce, fast. This was puzzling, but it made it easier to move past him - he was being a jerk, fine, moving on! The second guy only lasted, as mentioned, a month or two. I never did feel the intense romantic general "wooginess" for him that I felt for the first guy. First guy seemed mostly out of the picture, though, aside from having some mutual friends. Several months after the second guy dumped me, the first guy wrote me a letter. (This was before email was common.)
Oh, he confessed his feelings for me, wrote out song lyrics, lambasted himself for a fool and an idiot for "letting me get away." In my romantic heart of hearts it was all I could have dreamed for - to have someone feeling the same kind of longing for me that I was feeling for him! Imagine! I wrote him a letter right back, the content of which I no longer remember EXCEPT.
I said I'd call him, and I never, ever did.
Now, I don't flatter myself to think I ruined his life. But I set up a lot of guilt and shame for myself, because of my fear and trepidation. And I do flatter myself to think that I made him pretty unhappy for a while. And, of course, I made a promise that I didn't keep, and that stings very much in its own way that has nothing to do with love or romance.
So while, on a realistic level, it would be much better for my life to have not ruined my credit rating, or screwed around in college as much as I did, or not to have done any number of other things...for myself and my well-being, and because I hurt someone I really cared about, I think I'd have that particular action called back in a heartbeat.
When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?
Submitted by Maraschino.
Probably January 9th, 2008.
I mean I've laughed a lot since then! But until there were actual tears? I don't think so.
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