chaosvizier

Comment here and I'll tell you one thing that I like about you.^* Then go post it in your LJ and see who comments.

* If you live in Pod Six, there is nothing I like about you, because Pod Six is jerks.

I've been away for awhile; the power of work compelled me. All business and no play makes me a dull something or other, but I've got no tales to tell. So, we'll combine memeage with creativity. Behold!

01. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
02. Whats your philosophy on life?
03. Would you have my back in a fight?
04. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
05. What is your favorite memory of us?
06. Would you give me a kidney?
07. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
08. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
09. Can we get together and make a cake?
10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?
11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?
12. Do you think I'm a good person?
13. Would you drive across country with me?
14. Do you think I'm attractive?
15. If you could change anything about me, would you?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
18. Would you go on a date with me if I asked you?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
BONUS QUESTION: What should my next journal entry be about? A story, an idea, a day in the life, whatever. I might even fulfill your request if you're lucky!

Behold, The Top Five Meme!

You post a topic, list, category, whatever, in my comments section (Top Five People I'd Like To Kill, Top Five Musical Pieces Ever Written, etc.). Then, in a separate post, I'll post the answers to all your Top 5 ideas, according to me. Then you post this offer in your own journal.

EDIT: Fuck a separate post. I'll answer here and now. Instant gratification for all!

Sometimes, work has poor form.

Imagine, if you will, an office. Any office will do. And, like most offices, it on occasion needs supplies, such that they might be acquired from a stockroom downstairs. Sometimes the stockroom can send up someone to bring stock to you; other times, it must be done from the office's end, which means sending someone downstairs with a cart, getting the supplies, and coming back upstairs.

Usually, this "someone" is me, because I am a stunning example of manliness and testosterone just waiting to be exploited. And if you're laughing at that, then you would be correct in doing so. See this picture? This picture is totally not me. Nonetheless, I usually have nothing better to do, and a little walking and exercise does me well, so I go. Borrow mail cart, go downstairs, get some boxes, come back up, and voila.

So what happens when I'm not there?

The answer, I've discovered, is not "someone else does it". The answer is "we'll wait as long as it takes for him to get back and then make him do it and tell him to rush it for good measure."

Ooooooookay then. Fine, fine. I'll play your game, because I am such a swirling hunk of machismo that this does not faze me. Until I realize that it's still early and there are no mail carts available yet. Hmmmm. Even my incredibly ripped physique is not capable of carrying several full boxes of supplies up to the office. So I ask for someone to help out.

Let's just say that was one of the least positively-received questions I have ever asked, ever. Ever ever. Let's also say that despite that, I did acquire all the necessary materials, because my biggest muscle is not my twenty-five-inch quads, but rather the gray mushy stuff in my skull. It's all in the engineering, baby.

My only justification is that I'll be gone for two weeks after this, and I have a big box of chocolates on my desk and 12 14 17 21 bottles of booze that I most certainly am not sharing with anyone here. Mine! My preciouses!

( The Meme Of Fours. Yes, I Am A Tool. Shut Up. )

Monday morning means memes! My my my!

Here are the rules:
1 -- Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 -- I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
3 -- You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 -- You'll include this explanation.
5 -- You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.

( sskipstress asked first... )

( fizrep asked second... )

( lovellama asked third... )

( kokopellinelli asked fourth... )

( silent_r_infork asked fifth... )

( bad_latin asked sixth... )

( deza asked seventh... )

( barbarienne asked eighth... )

( ajmcoqui asked ninth... )

( chlaal asked tenth... )

( ihateusernames asked eleventh... )

( angledge asked twelfth... )

( ckirkman asked thirteenth... )

( ataralas asked fourteenth... )

( fanboyextream asked fifteenth... )

It's the return of the 5 questions meme, courtesy of ajmcoqui and severus89!

Ask five questions.
Any five.
No matter how personal, private, or random.
I have to answer them honestly¹.
I have to answer them all.
In turn, you post this message in your own journal and you have to answer the questions that are asked to you. Or not.

¹Who am I kidding? I plan on lying like a rug!
...ok, not really. But I suspect that "comedic reintepretation" may color some answers. Heh.

blu_matt is to blame for this one...

1. Reply and I'll write something about you.

2. I will then tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.

3. I will say something that only makes sense to you and me.

4. I will tell you my first memory of you.

5. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.

6. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.

7. Then post this in your own journal...