I made words happen.
So I stole a meme from sariagray . Like I do. By 'stole a meme' I mean I asked her for words that reminded her of me. :D Oh, Saria, you silly person who knows me so well.
Holy crap. this took me like a week to get through. Who knew that thinking about this would take so long?? Damn. lol.
Also, the same applies. You want words? Ask for em.
Car
Oh dear. Where do I begin. When I was a child my father had a pair of Chevy Camaros. A 1985 Iroc Z, and a 1979 Z28. They were the sexiest cars in the world... and they got me hooked. From then on it was car shows and Matchbox cars etc. I loved them.
Things with engines always fascinated me, and I've always felt a sort of kinship with cars. Mine especially. (a note: many of my own do not share the sentiment) I talk to my car. When I'm sad or angry one of the best things for me to do is to go out for a long aimless drive with music blaring. Granted, thats a pretty good thing for me to do when i'm happy and in a good mood too.
I always wanted to be a mechanic..... had that dream pretty shattered by my father who, despite his encouraging me to love boats and cars and anything with working parts, told me that girls couldn't be mechanics and thus sent me to school for something completely different. Ass.
In the ten years I've been driving, I've owned 8 cars.. (sad really) and I can remember the make, model, color, mileage, and oddities of each, no matter how long I owned them. to me, a car has a personality... like a person. (or, to be fair, it doesnt... like some people) ...
My first car, (1988 Chevy Beretta, 78k miles at purchase, 120k when she died) was purchased... she was $2700 dollars. I paid for most of her (my parents helped a bit) She was my best friend. Gods, I have NEVER had a car that good since. She was totaled in a stupid accident cause some tard was going waaaay too fast. I watched her life's blood (transmission fluid) dripping out of her cracked engine block, and had to have my hand pried off the hood when they tried to tow her away.
I sat in her ruined chassis and cried for a week. Or more.
My only real problem with cars is that they seem to really not like me. Every car I've ever owned has ended up with some terrible problem, or something. And i'm pretty good at keeping with maintenence and whatnot....... just... we have our issues. we're working through them.
Also, Saria, driving will always always make me think of you now, cause your my roadtrip-sister. :D
Torchwood.
dear gods. What can I say that hasn't been said before? I love this show. Its a horribly written, plot whole ridden show. And yet.. something about it just, grabs me. The characters are effing fantastic. *with one exception... You know who you are* But they all grow and change with the situations... they are amazing. Not to mention its a show about badass people who save the earth from aliens. And have lots of sex while doing it. :D
Because of this show I now write fanfiction. I have made some of the best friends of my life. I have found much about myself that I didn't know before. ... its a wonderful thing. Its also caused me to cry more tears than any other anything, and has cause so much drama in my life. But I wouldn't change that for the world.
I really could probably talk for hours about this. But all of you reading this... you all know. Cause you're all along for the ride with me. And for that, I thank you... and I thank RTD. Cause, much as I don't agree with his decisions or much of his writing... he created this wonderful thing that has brought us all together. And I really can't begrudge him that. :D
Boys.
Oh Saria, you know me SO DAMNED WELL. Boys... I like boys. I also hate boys. I'm a walking conflict. lol. I have a boy. Most of the time... he's a good boy... most of the time. I love him more than anything. .....most of the time. I fall in love so easily though. I never do things by halves and I wear my heart on my sleeve. I also cannot put down the occasional thoughts that maybe I'd be better with someone who isn't so... Josh. And then I think about other people and ... well, they aren't Josh, so they aren't good enough. Gah, such a conflict. Um. I think I'm getting off-topic.
um. Yes. I like boys. I also get along better with boys 90% of the time. I'm not so good with most girls. Really, there are few that I don't dislike on first contact. (Obviously there are exceptions to that rule) um. yeah, this is gonna turn into a rambling, baring of my soul... i dun wanna do that right now. lol.
Video Games
Now this is a much safer subject. Me and video games go waaaaaaaaay back. I started on Atari when I was a young'un. and then I remember a string of bad Nintendo systems. Bad like, they never worked right. Oh, my brother and I perfected the "blow in it till it works" system. We had every cleaning agent imaginable. All cause my mom wouldn't buy a good system. lol. I also remember Jaws. I dont know why I remember that game in particular, but I do. And I remember restarting it like 7 times cause the Nintendo was so bad. Then I moved on from NES to Sega... and I never looked back. Sega Genesis, Sega CD, Game Gear, etc. From there i moved onto Playstation original... and was sold. Played that forever. I never really got into computer games though. I played Doom like crazy, but ... that was really it.
Oh video games... now I play so many. .... I live on BioWare. Baldurs Gate, Dragon Age, and Mass Effect. oh god Mass Effect. That game now has such a hold on me. The world is amazing, and the creatures in it. *grins* through this game i've confirmed a thing that i always kinda wondered bout myself... apparently I'm a xenophile. there's a race in this game... *shudders* so so sexy.
but yes.. video games. they are kinda my salvation. When I'm bored... when I'm pissed... when I'm happy. i just like them. Fortunately, I'm not one of those people who can play for hours and hours every day. I don't let it rule my life. Oddly enough. :D
Now... time to go think with Portals.
The cake is not a lie.
Nerf Guns
Well duh. I'm a 5 year old boy inside sometimes. And I like to run around and shoot people with small foam projectiles. I have nearly every one of the newer Nerf guns, and a few of the old ones as well..... this year is year of the Nerf. There will be a league. It will be amazing, and involve much steampunking.
Because its hawt. :D
Holy crap. this took me like a week to get through. Who knew that thinking about this would take so long?? Damn. lol.
Also, the same applies. You want words? Ask for em.
Car
Oh dear. Where do I begin. When I was a child my father had a pair of Chevy Camaros. A 1985 Iroc Z, and a 1979 Z28. They were the sexiest cars in the world... and they got me hooked. From then on it was car shows and Matchbox cars etc. I loved them.
Things with engines always fascinated me, and I've always felt a sort of kinship with cars. Mine especially. (a note: many of my own do not share the sentiment) I talk to my car. When I'm sad or angry one of the best things for me to do is to go out for a long aimless drive with music blaring. Granted, thats a pretty good thing for me to do when i'm happy and in a good mood too.
I always wanted to be a mechanic..... had that dream pretty shattered by my father who, despite his encouraging me to love boats and cars and anything with working parts, told me that girls couldn't be mechanics and thus sent me to school for something completely different. Ass.
In the ten years I've been driving, I've owned 8 cars.. (sad really) and I can remember the make, model, color, mileage, and oddities of each, no matter how long I owned them. to me, a car has a personality... like a person. (or, to be fair, it doesnt... like some people) ...
My first car, (1988 Chevy Beretta, 78k miles at purchase, 120k when she died) was purchased... she was $2700 dollars. I paid for most of her (my parents helped a bit) She was my best friend. Gods, I have NEVER had a car that good since. She was totaled in a stupid accident cause some tard was going waaaay too fast. I watched her life's blood (transmission fluid) dripping out of her cracked engine block, and had to have my hand pried off the hood when they tried to tow her away.
I sat in her ruined chassis and cried for a week. Or more.
My only real problem with cars is that they seem to really not like me. Every car I've ever owned has ended up with some terrible problem, or something. And i'm pretty good at keeping with maintenence and whatnot....... just... we have our issues. we're working through them.
Also, Saria, driving will always always make me think of you now, cause your my roadtrip-sister. :D
Torchwood.
dear gods. What can I say that hasn't been said before? I love this show. Its a horribly written, plot whole ridden show. And yet.. something about it just, grabs me. The characters are effing fantastic. *with one exception... You know who you are* But they all grow and change with the situations... they are amazing. Not to mention its a show about badass people who save the earth from aliens. And have lots of sex while doing it. :D
Because of this show I now write fanfiction. I have made some of the best friends of my life. I have found much about myself that I didn't know before. ... its a wonderful thing. Its also caused me to cry more tears than any other anything, and has cause so much drama in my life. But I wouldn't change that for the world.
I really could probably talk for hours about this. But all of you reading this... you all know. Cause you're all along for the ride with me. And for that, I thank you... and I thank RTD. Cause, much as I don't agree with his decisions or much of his writing... he created this wonderful thing that has brought us all together. And I really can't begrudge him that. :D
Boys.
Oh Saria, you know me SO DAMNED WELL. Boys... I like boys. I also hate boys. I'm a walking conflict. lol. I have a boy. Most of the time... he's a good boy... most of the time. I love him more than anything. .....most of the time. I fall in love so easily though. I never do things by halves and I wear my heart on my sleeve. I also cannot put down the occasional thoughts that maybe I'd be better with someone who isn't so... Josh. And then I think about other people and ... well, they aren't Josh, so they aren't good enough. Gah, such a conflict. Um. I think I'm getting off-topic.
um. Yes. I like boys. I also get along better with boys 90% of the time. I'm not so good with most girls. Really, there are few that I don't dislike on first contact. (Obviously there are exceptions to that rule) um. yeah, this is gonna turn into a rambling, baring of my soul... i dun wanna do that right now. lol.
Video Games
Now this is a much safer subject. Me and video games go waaaaaaaaay back. I started on Atari when I was a young'un. and then I remember a string of bad Nintendo systems. Bad like, they never worked right. Oh, my brother and I perfected the "blow in it till it works" system. We had every cleaning agent imaginable. All cause my mom wouldn't buy a good system. lol. I also remember Jaws. I dont know why I remember that game in particular, but I do. And I remember restarting it like 7 times cause the Nintendo was so bad. Then I moved on from NES to Sega... and I never looked back. Sega Genesis, Sega CD, Game Gear, etc. From there i moved onto Playstation original... and was sold. Played that forever. I never really got into computer games though. I played Doom like crazy, but ... that was really it.
Oh video games... now I play so many. .... I live on BioWare. Baldurs Gate, Dragon Age, and Mass Effect. oh god Mass Effect. That game now has such a hold on me. The world is amazing, and the creatures in it. *grins* through this game i've confirmed a thing that i always kinda wondered bout myself... apparently I'm a xenophile. there's a race in this game... *shudders* so so sexy.
but yes.. video games. they are kinda my salvation. When I'm bored... when I'm pissed... when I'm happy. i just like them. Fortunately, I'm not one of those people who can play for hours and hours every day. I don't let it rule my life. Oddly enough. :D
Now... time to go think with Portals.
The cake is not a lie.
Nerf Guns
Well duh. I'm a 5 year old boy inside sometimes. And I like to run around and shoot people with small foam projectiles. I have nearly every one of the newer Nerf guns, and a few of the old ones as well..... this year is year of the Nerf. There will be a league. It will be amazing, and involve much steampunking.
Because its hawt. :D