via barelyproper, boot_slut and battymaiden, among others

[labelleizzy]

I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, 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 friended me and I thank you.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something 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...she likes stealing office supplies."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal.

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[battymaiden.livejournal.com]

O-kay, here's one I haven't shared universally yet. It makes a good reply to this meme...

Sometimes, just sometimes, I tune in on the world and I know if something is going to happen or not. It's not reliable, but it's happened often enough that I start telling my friends to be careful when I start getting a weird feeling about the day. An example:

I couln't see myself past the age of sixteen. Then, six months after my sixteenth birhtday, I got hit by a car while biking to school. I was in the crosswalk - the guy had run a red light. I was thrown twenty feet from where the car hit me. To this day I think that, mid-air, I made the decision to stay here. Why? I didn't have any broken bones, no head injuries, nothing except for a few scrapes and a sore back (I landed on my backpack). In a lot of ways, I did die that day, because I'm not the same person I was before.

One more example - the night of Matt's accident I decided that I was not afraid of death. I had finally made my piece with it. The evening felt wrong. I often wonder if, had I called Matt the minute I felt the evening was off-kilter, if he would have missed that accident...