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[iwannabethe]

I have gone a week with no food and four days without water, climbed 11,000 feet above sea level, been hung upside down for two hours, been locked naked outside in the snow, gone five days without sleeping, masturbated once an hour for 24 hours, ran a marathon, smoked so much so fast I almost fainted, read for thirty hours straight, bungee-jumped,

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[angeloffire_]

Man. I suddenly feel really boring. Hi. *grins at him*

[iwannabethe]

*shrugs* It's not that much, it's sort of just what you do when you have time. And I have a lot of time. Hi.

[angeloffire_]

Well, so do I, and I don't get anything done anyway. I'm slacker extraordinaire. *salutes!* Xathanael Hades. Awesome to meet you.

[iwannabethe]

What do you do, then?

[onlyhalfpure]

Doing them all at the same time would be interesting. Of course, it would probably lead to heart attacks and/or brain damage, but hey.

Anyway, welcome to the madness!

[iwannabethe]

I'm pretty good at what I do, but I'm also not an idiot, and only an idiot would try something that insane.

Madness? Where?

[onlyhalfpure]

You have a good point.

*waves a hand nebulously around* General.. vicinity. Of course, I guess it's relative.

[iwannabethe]

It's why I'm not dead yet.

Relative to what?

[waragainstfaith]

*gives him a faint grin* Interesting. Why?

[iwannabethe]

I'm trying to do everything ever before I die, so I can write a song about it.

[waragainstfaith]

*...amusion* You're a songwriter?

[iwannabethe]

I'm the best songwriter alive or dead, or if I'm not yet I'm going to be.

[starlittreaty]

*this is obviously the thing to focus on* Which instrument?

[iwannabethe]

The harpsichord. I don't care what anyone says, it counts.

[starlittreaty]

Of course it does. Why wouldn't it?

[iwannabethe]

Apparently because it's easy.

[inhibitionsaway]

But have you ever ingested so much caffeine that you've literally shaken for twelve hours straight? Or -- attempted to jump off the top of a house with an umbrella as a parachute but gotten stuck in a tree for three hours instead? Or, possibly, ate half the cookies that your sister made for a party, which resulted in you getting beaten with a pillow and locked into a closet and not allowed to come back out until you apologized and promised to bake the same amount of cookies except better? I'm honestly curious, not trying to mock you, because it seems like you've done a lot, so if you've done any of those things, we can commiserate--

I'm Tristan, by the way. Tristan at-least-you-don't-have-any-middle-names-to-forget Pendergast.

[iwannabethe]

*thinks for a moment* No, but I did once have to chase my friend's runaway dog into a thicket of thorns and ended up getting trapped there until he could pull me out. The dog didn't have any trouble. Stupid thing. I just don't like my family's cooking that much to eat a lot of it, but I've been locked in closets before.

Hi. Tristan what?

[inhibitionsaway]

Then I guess we can commiserate over being trapped in a place with a lot of branches and other sharp poking things, and being locked into a closet. *grins* The tree wasn't so bad, because it was a nice day out, at least-- but the closet was kind of small and I'm a little claustrophobic. And I'm baking-phobic, possibly, and not in the "terrified of people baking" or "terrified of things that have been baked" way but the "terrified I'm going to blow up the kitchen" way-- but I'm not sure if there's a scientific term for that. There probably is, but I don't know it.

-- *sheepish look* I have two middle names, but I usually forgot them. They aren't that important, really, because all you need to know is 'Tristan' to tell me apart from the other Pendergasts and 'Pendergast' to tell us apart from the other crazy families here.

[iwannabethe]

I don't know if we really need to commiserate, since it didn't last all that long and didn't have much of an effect on my life, since I'm over it, but it definitely was not pleasant. I wouldn't say that's an irrational fear, especially if you have a history of blowing things up or at least being clumsy.

You do know most people don't introduce themselves by their middle names anyway, right?