*waves*
Well, I guess this thing is on ...
I don't really understand the fascination of writing things down -- not at people, just writing them for their own sake. Mostly I'm just typing this out because baxil wants me to, and I understand that I -do- have an audience, so I guess the line blurs.
I'm really much more about instant messaging, I guess. Text as a means to an end. I'm sure there's plenty of ends in just writing things down for their own sake, but where's the fun in that? :) I get little enough time these days with form and sensation as it is.
So ... might as well get to the introductions, although probably anyone reading this knows me already. Hi! I'm Thea. Pronounced tey-uh, silent h, but don't let it bug you. :)
I'm a shapeshifter. I've got a mischevious streak, try not to take life too seriously, am an unrepentant sensualist, probably embarrass baxil a lot (although we've been moderating influences on each other, so probably not as much as I used to when he was really repressed). The two of us have known each other ... geez, it seems like forever now, although really it's closer to just a few thousand years. And found each other again in 1996 and have been pretty inseparable ever since.
Actually, really the reason I'm writing this post is just to clarify: This is my Livejournal account. I usually am not going to have a whole lot to say (for the reasons listed above), but may pop up occasionally to be social or for asking advice or something like that.
Some of you might have seen me over in the big recent thread on Baxil's journal. Except that wasn't me ;) I mean, the thing was a parody anyway, so I don't think anyone was really being themselves, but just in case it matters baxil borrowed my account to get the big flamewar performance art put together properly. He was sick, and being silly, and it was a lot easier for him to beg forgiveness than ask permission. But I'll show him! I'll sue his IP address so hard the numbers rearrange into quadratic equations! *giggle*
I really don't understand the whole in-joke with his parody, but from what he describes, maybe it's just the way he describes it, it sounds funny. Or at least that he was having fun, which is the important thing. But there is one thing he was talking about that I'm going to have to try to get in on the action for, just because it's sufficiently demented to appreciate:
I want a springbok ninja icon! I really _am_ going to have to get into the spirit of this and play ninja springbok sometime. Pronk at baxil from the shadows! Um .... eat grass ... sneakily! I don't know, I'll think of something. :) But in the meantime as long as people are going to associate me with Ninja Sprigbolg I might as well properly have fun with it!
That's all. So hi! Supposedly this was an introduction or something. Make the most of it! and fear my amazing NINJA SPRINGBOK LAWSUIT POWERS!
I don't really understand the fascination of writing things down -- not at people, just writing them for their own sake. Mostly I'm just typing this out because baxil wants me to, and I understand that I -do- have an audience, so I guess the line blurs.
I'm really much more about instant messaging, I guess. Text as a means to an end. I'm sure there's plenty of ends in just writing things down for their own sake, but where's the fun in that? :) I get little enough time these days with form and sensation as it is.
So ... might as well get to the introductions, although probably anyone reading this knows me already. Hi! I'm Thea. Pronounced tey-uh, silent h, but don't let it bug you. :)
I'm a shapeshifter. I've got a mischevious streak, try not to take life too seriously, am an unrepentant sensualist, probably embarrass baxil a lot (although we've been moderating influences on each other, so probably not as much as I used to when he was really repressed). The two of us have known each other ... geez, it seems like forever now, although really it's closer to just a few thousand years. And found each other again in 1996 and have been pretty inseparable ever since.
Actually, really the reason I'm writing this post is just to clarify: This is my Livejournal account. I usually am not going to have a whole lot to say (for the reasons listed above), but may pop up occasionally to be social or for asking advice or something like that.
Some of you might have seen me over in the big recent thread on Baxil's journal. Except that wasn't me ;) I mean, the thing was a parody anyway, so I don't think anyone was really being themselves, but just in case it matters baxil borrowed my account to get the big flamewar performance art put together properly. He was sick, and being silly, and it was a lot easier for him to beg forgiveness than ask permission. But I'll show him! I'll sue his IP address so hard the numbers rearrange into quadratic equations! *giggle*
I really don't understand the whole in-joke with his parody, but from what he describes, maybe it's just the way he describes it, it sounds funny. Or at least that he was having fun, which is the important thing. But there is one thing he was talking about that I'm going to have to try to get in on the action for, just because it's sufficiently demented to appreciate:
I want a springbok ninja icon! I really _am_ going to have to get into the spirit of this and play ninja springbok sometime. Pronk at baxil from the shadows! Um .... eat grass ... sneakily! I don't know, I'll think of something. :) But in the meantime as long as people are going to associate me with Ninja Sprigbolg I might as well properly have fun with it!
That's all. So hi! Supposedly this was an introduction or something. Make the most of it! and fear my amazing NINJA SPRINGBOK LAWSUIT POWERS!