Monthly Archives: July 2007

QotD: Celebrity Look-Alike

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What celebrity do you most often get told you resemble? 
Submitted by Leets.  

I don't.

I choose to celebrate my individuality by attacking those who accuse me of looking like anyone famous.  I don't.  I look like me, and that should be enough.  I despise the Idol worship that springs up around celebrities of any type, and the celebrities I admire, I keep to myself most of the time.  I admire Angelina Jolie, for example, because at least she's doing -something- and setting an example.  I admire… I don't know who else, to be honest, but I sure as hell don't look like Angelina Jolie!

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QotD: Cheapskate

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Who is the cheapest person you know?  (Not frugal… just annoyingly cheap!)
Submitted by kryan70.

Easily Robert,  at the end of every semester, a group of computing students go out to do -something- to commiserate on or revel in our marks, at the one at the end of 2006, which was a lunch thing, we invited Robert, who had just gotten a job based on his degree, and he ummed and ahhhed about coming, even though we'd told him that you could feel quite comfortably fed and caffienated for under $10.

He would definitely be the cheapest person I've ever met.

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QotD: Courage Under Fire

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Tell us about a time when you were brave. 
Submitted by Hops.

I don't know if it was brave, or fedupness, or what, but it was the day I broke up with my first boyfriend.  I'd moved in with him, and we were interviewing a potential flatmate, it was a real get-to-know-you kinda thing, a barbecue, it was nice, good food, etc. and then he accused me of cheating. Again. (perennial issue that came up in that relationship)  I was furious.  I did The Right Thing. I walked off to the riverview platform (it was a park we were bbqing at) to cool down.  I didn't cool down… I simmered.  I stood there for 10 minutes or so. I walked back to the barbecue area quite calmly, but with purpose, walked up to him in a smooth, steady movement, and slapped him across the mouth as hard as I could, accompanied by "How fucking DARE you!"  On the walk back to our apartment, with flatmate potential in tow, he said "you do know we're not together anymore"
"I knew It was over before I slapped you."
"Oh"

That was the brave bit.

it all got quite freaky after that. we got back to the apartment, drank some more, and decided it was bedtime.  3 guys, 1 Queen bed, 1 Single.  I offered to sleep in the single Bed, and let Bastard share with Potential, rather than sleeping in the same bed as the person who just slapped him.  Bastard decided that Potential and I would sleep together, sharing the single bed. Further oddness. I removed my belt to allow for slightly more comfortable sleeping.  5 minutes after we got in bed, Bastard came in "So are you fucking yet?"  "We're both fully clothed, no, we're not going to be fucking, we're just trying to sleep" 5 minutes later, he barges in "you getting any yet?" "no! trying to sleep" then a third time… Potential and I decided that this wasn't working, and we went back to Potential's place to get some sleep.  I was pretty blech, but at the same time, I'd been prepared for this to happen, I knew it was only a matter of time before I was accused again, so I'd come to terms with the end of the relationship before it had occurred.

I got text messages from Bastard, "I miss you" the following morning, "obviously you don't miss me" when I didn't respond.  Followed eventually by "get your stuff, I'm moving out on Thursday" (in violation of the lease, and not what he did at all, I'll add) Breaking up with Bastard was probably the second-best decision of my life. The best being my decision to "marry" Don.

For the record, I protected Bastard's name throughout the story.  No more… Rodney Gould (that's og_dick on gaydar.com.au), you're a Bastard, I hope you read this, and know that my only regret about that day was that it didn't come sooner.  Potential, you know who you are, and I'm glad you came along, and that we're still great friends.

Finally, For the record, I did end up getting some that night… I was "with" Potential for a few months after Rodney and I broke up.  We made good lovers, but it quickly became obvious after we broke up that we made far better friends.

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QotD: Little Known Facts

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What are five things that most people don't know about you? 
Submitted by mika.

Hmmmm, I'm pretty open and honest about my life, so if people know me, they know most of the stuff about me.
1) I know how to hand-stitch teddy bears… (yes, some of you suspect, but none of you actually -know- that…. er, until now)  I made one for my 2nd cousin a few years back, while my cousin was still pregnant with him.

2) I was born in Melbourne… it's necessary to hide that fact to be accepted in Tassie, it's hard enough to fit in as a 3rd gen Taswegian, let alone a 1st.

3) I belong to a queer family… actually, that's not true, everyone does kinda know this, my brother's gay, and my sister's only a matter of time, I'm sure.  Everyone comments on it.

4) I used to make pretty glass plates in high school.  hard to believe, I'm sure, but even in year 9, I did elegance.I even taught some year 7/8s how to do it, kiln-formed glassware.

5) I can play the piano.  not remarkably well, since I'm incredibly out of practice, but I can play if I need to… one of these days, I'll get back behind my keyboard and make beautiful music.  One day, I'll get back into writing music too.

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