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Fairly straightforward meme: leave me a comment and I'll respond with five words about somethings I'd like to know a little more about you.
kahvi gave me these gems:
Dimension Jump
Ahhh DJ. I first took the plunge into complete and utter convention geekery back in 2006 when I went to Peterborough Holiday Inn (positioned in the idyllic grounds of a round-about) with my at-the-time boyfriend and friend, zombie_kitty666 . It was..memorable for a host of reasons both good and bad. The good bits were obviously: 1) Red Dwarf convention 2) A wonderful feeling of everyone just being at ease with each other. People are very friendly at fandom-centric events like this, and even at wider multi-fandom/medium events like Comic Conventions. 3) Craig Charles! 4) Craig Charles 5) Craig Charles and the rest of the cast 6) Craig Charles...I feel like I'm getting locked in a loop here....so I'll digress - I booked to go to DJ because of Craig and by God, he didn't disappoint. I have a lot of respect for a guy who can stand in front of a crowd of 400 fans, hold his hands up and say "Yeah, I messed up big time." - Regarding the 'bad times' he'd just had, he was frank but funny. He wasn't afraid to laugh at himself and all the things he'd done and he seemed genuinely grateful to be able to get on with his life. One thing that amused me about DJ06 was how I made such an impression on people without them even knowing who I was - Many of you will have been bored rigid by me telling you about the time I asked Chris Barrie about slash at DJ. I was young and eager, and bless him but Chris did kind of walk into that question. Apparently, kahvi and associates felt my question was good - eloquent but probing, if I do say so myself. Later, when I confessed that it had been me on the Red Dwarf slash LJ people went mental.
I shall also take this opportunity to say sorry to kahvi for having to endure my ex-boyfriend openly oggling at her breasts during the Saturday night disco. Rest assured we broke up the Monday after the DJ, but for other reasons aside from him admiring beautiful women.
DJ 09 was far far better. I wasn't originally going to go, due to money issues but kahvi offered to let me kip on her hotel floor. I am so, so glad I went. Not only did I meet alyeen1 , lemmesay and smaych - fine, upstanding ladies of the RDS LJ, but there was curry, dancing, talk of smut, a sock with an ego, poetry, knitting, laughter and the Red Dwarf cast of course. I had such an amazing weekend, I actually had a little cry on the train home. I'd enjoyed it all so much and I'd met such wonderful people, a part of me was sad to see it end.
DJ10 - takers anyone? :)
Curry
Curry is awesome. I liked it before I really got hooked on Red Dwarf, but I've got a whole new appreciation for it now. When I first met my boyfriend ouroboros13 he wasn't that mad on curry. Whilst he was staying at mine for the Christmas holidays, me and my mum certainly changed his mind. We now cook a mean curry - from scratch I stress - and I love it. There was an awesome Indian restaurant in Birmingham where we had a curry to celebrate DJ (how could we not?) and that was just perfect. There's a funny story here too, as we'd initially gone next door to another curry house but the service was so appalling we left before we'd finished giving our order. We came to the conclusion that obviously these two restaurants had initally been one rather neutral curry house that had been subject to the triplicator - one is now a rather dire curry house with a sweary, aggressive owner, the other a fantastic curry house with a very funny and flirtatious owner.
Law
Me and Law have an odd relationship. In fact, Love/Hate is probably the closest thing to a description I can give. In college I adored Law. I lived and breathed it. I'd decided I wanted to be a lawyer at 11, and that had influenced all of my academic choices and few personal ones too. At Uni, something went wrong. I still loved Law (or at least parts of it) but I found the work frustrating, time-consuming and too vast to handle. There have been times when I have seriously doubted whether I want to pursue a career in it any more...but then something will come along that reaffirms my belief that I can be, and will be, a kick-ass lawyer. I've been told I get very passionate about Law. True, I crack more than my fair share of Lawyer jokes, but I feel slightly hurt when people brand all Lawyers as heart-less, money-grabbing Scumbags. I've met some wonderful Lawyers and with each one I meet, the desire to be like them grows. I've been told time and time again that Law gets easier in practice. Academic Law is not for me and I accept that. Meeting clients, drafting letters, constructing court cases is for me and it's that what keeps me going.
Home Ownership
This is still fairly new for me but here we go. When me and ouroboros13 moved into our current house, my mother to use a colloquial phrase, went ape-shit. To be fair, the house was a tip. It wasn't the kind of 'Oh crap, we need to move out quick' dirty. It was negligently dirty. To my previous tenant, I offer you this piece of advice -when dust gets greasy, you're not cleaning often enough. Me and ouroboros13 did our best to get it clean (or at least habitable without the threat of botchulism) and thanks to donations from family members, we made it look quite homely. But still my mother was worried. The heating didn't work, the wooden frame of the backdoor was rotted away and the less said about the bathroom the better. My mother said she'd look for a place in Liverpool to buy, as an investment, for me to live in withouroboros13 for the same rent of £60 a week. I was dubious. Highly dubious. I've seen some bad student houses in my time, and where we're living currently was the nicest, but my mother did some research anyway and came back with good news. A block of brand new apartments, just 5 minutes down the road from where we are now, available to buy. At this point I should stress my mother is an accountant and with good reason to - any woman who can get an apartment worth £135, 000 for £82, 000 with free carpets is going to be good with money. The plan is for me to live there for as long as I like. The appartment is under my name but when it is sold, my parents receive the money plus any accumulated interest for their pension. I'm lucky. I'm really lucky and I don't quite know how to tell my mother how grateful I am, as saying 'thank you' just doesn't cut it.
David Lister
Future husband. Initially, I had trouble differentiating David Lister, from Craig Charles of Robot Wars. As I watched more of the series, it became easier. I could list the differences between Lister and Craig, but I won't. I love writing for Lister. I love writing for all the Red Dwarf characters and I've been told I capture Rimmer's snarky nature quite well...but there's something about writing for Lister that really gets me going. I'm going to leave that innuendo in there. I think it's because he's such a complex character, or at least for me he is. Rimmer's screwed up - this is common knowledge, and one could argue Lister is very simplistic: A curry loving Jack-the-lad type character...but I always feel like regardless of how honest Lister is in the series, there's always something he's not telling you. Now, we're delving into the realms of rampant fangirlism here, so maybe only the RDS ladies will find it interesting...but one thing I love about David Lister, and indeed all the characters, is how much there is still to be learnt about them. Now, bless Rob and Doug, they weren't very good at tying up loose ends and gap-filling, but part of Red Dwarf's charm comes from this. With plot-holes and season gaps, writers can go wild. I know for a fact I'm joined in my adoration of David Lister by both kahvi and kms726 amongst others, and I'm always glad when someone writes a little fic that's very Lister-centric. It makes me happy. :)
And there we have it.