Ten Things Meme
Dec. 5th, 2005 08:52 pm1. I'm female, 30 and British. I have girl!parts. There are girl!parts I curse, and there are girl!parts I'll never use, but they're still girl!parts. As for the UK side of it, this means free healthcare, chips and mushy peas and seeing Doctor Who before the rest of the world.
2. I have an arse the size of a house. I am not, by any definition of the term, a petite woman. I know this. I just don't care. I'm perfect the way I am, and if society has a problem with that, well then, that's society's tough shit.
3. I have Meniere's Disease. It's an inner ear imbalance that give me clinical vertigo. What this means is that, at times, the world decides to randomly spin around rather quickly, making me fall over. There are times it'll look like I'm drunk. I'm not, I'm just trying not to fall over and puke on the carpet.
4. I'm childfree. I have no intention of ever having children. I would, without doubt, be a terrible parent. In a toss up between buying clothes/food for a child and buying that month's comic order, the child would lose (but, ohh! Gambit!). I am entirely all about the shiny, and the flitting off at a moment's notice to various conventions. Relating to this, the one sentence guaranteed to get you the Look of Doom (tm) is "You'll change your mind." You'd never say it to someone who *wants* kids, so why do you think it is anywhere within the realms of politeness to say it to someone who doesn't? Because what you're saying isn't actually "You'll change your mind," it's "Even though you are a grown woman, you obviously don't know yourself well enough to make a decision, so I'm going to smile and patronise you like you're three. Because, even though I've know you for far less time than you've actually known yourself, I still know better. Now go and sit in the corner and shut up." *ahem* Sorry about that. *sheepish grin* So, yes, I'll save the parenting thing for those who are good at it :)
5. I've never labelled my sexuality. I'm attracted to who I'm attracted to. Simple as that. So, yes, Stephanie Romanov, David Hewlett and Roger Taylor in a schoolgirl's outfit are all good things :)
6. I have no impulse control. Seriously. As much as this is a joke among my friends, it's far too close to the truth. See, want, have. It's the motto to live by. Along the way, listening to this motto has got me a comic collection spanning back about 20 years, hair that hasn't been it's natural colour since I was 13 (or indeed, the same colour more than twice), seven flashing Stargate Atlantis necklaces, three tattoos and a pierced nipple. It's kinda fun being me ;)
7. I'm a fan. I do fannish things. I watch shows, I read books, I go to conventions. I *love* being a fan. I love being a geek. This is not a bad thing. Yes, I can name all the actors who've played Doctor Who (in order) and all the people who have captained the Enterprise (also in order). I love the squee and I love the meta. Hell, I'm even kinda fond of the wank at times. There's nothing I like better than being with a group of people and talking fandom until stupid o'clock in the morning.
8. I'm a slasher. And if you weren't aware of this one, then, honey, you really haven't been paying attention. Gay sex, yay! It's the choice of a generation ;)
9. I'm a tee-total vegetarian. I don't eat meat (including fish) and haven't done for over 2/3rds of my life. I made this decision because I was a bolshi child who decided that I couldn't be an animal lover if I was eating them. And I actually don't miss the taste of bacon *g* The tee-total thing is linked in with the Meniere's. When a simple attack leaves you feeling like you've had a three-day bender, actual three day benders tend to lose their appeal ;)
10. I have a phobia of clowns. Hate them. Hate their big shoes and their red noses. Hate the honking horns and the flowers that squirt water. I've been known to physically cross roads to avoid clowns. (Er, not that clowns walking down my local streets are an everyday occurrence, which is why it freaked me so much the day it *did* happen.)
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Date: 2005-12-05 10:00 pm (UTC)Um. As a parent of two, I disagree. I often tell people who want children that they'll change their minds as soon as they have them. *g*
Re: the Meniere's. I wonder if that's the reason people in my family have occasional attacks of vertigo.
And a huge Word on #10. *shudders* Clowns = evil.
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Date: 2005-12-05 10:20 pm (UTC)*grin* Ah, but you still wouldn't swap them for the world. Me? I'd be "I have to do what? And get up when? And host birthday parties? Um, I think I'll get a kitten..." *grin* (Although, knowing how much trouble my cat is, a whole passel of kids would probably be less bother ;)
Re: the Meniere's. I wonder if that's the reason people in my family have occasional attacks of vertigo.
It's surprising how many people have a variation on this. And my doctor has mentioned that it runs in families. (I can't actually verify that for him, though, because my mother's side doesn't have it and I've never met my father or his side.)
And a huge Word on #10. *shudders* Clowns = evil.
They are! They're so very, very evil. And they eat you if you fall asleep at the circus. Yes, they do. Hmmmm. *nods*
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Date: 2005-12-05 10:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-05 10:22 pm (UTC)<-- lol! I took out my DD icon when I only had 50 spaces and hit the limit.
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Date: 2005-12-06 10:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-05 11:20 pm (UTC)Usually when I say I'm not going to have kids I just get the stare (where you know they are thinking pff she has no idea what she's talking about in a couple of years she'll be married with a couple of kids) and then a complete change of subject. Interestingly I am the 5th of 6 kids and we have all stated that we don't want kids. So far 5 of us have managed it, and the other wasn't a planned pregnancy.
As far as vegetarianism goes, I am more likely to walk through New York naked than I am to give up meat. We will have to agree to disagree.
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Date: 2005-12-19 07:45 pm (UTC)*grin*
As far as vegetarianism goes, I am more likely to walk through New York naked than I am to give up meat. We will have to agree to disagree.
It's entirely a personal choice. I get pretty annoyed at anyone who tries to dictate what others should do, so I've never done it on the veggie issue :)
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Date: 2005-12-06 12:52 am (UTC)When I woke up one Sunday morning, turned my head and had the bed spin with alarming rapidity counter-clock wise, I knew something had happened. Considering the unhealthiest thing I'd imbibed the night before was a 16oz Dr. Pepper, I was concerned. While my doctor stopped just short of diagnosing me with Meniere's he did tell me to avoid large doses of caffine or salt. It took almost 3 weeks before the world settled down enough where I could bend over to tie my shoes without falling on my nose.
One strange outcome is that if I try to explain this to, say, people who like fast, vomit inducing fairground rides, the first thing they say is, "Wow, that'd be fun!" These people are nuts and I no longer associate with them.
And clowns? I once reflexively pushed one into a pool at a birthday party. Hey, if you're going to sneak up on me, you must accept the consequences.
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Date: 2005-12-19 07:49 pm (UTC)Thing is, as far as those people are concerned the choice to go on a fairground ride is exactly that: a choice. If you feel bad, you don't do it. With the Meniere's, it a lack of control. You don't get a choice, you just get the ground coming up on you very, very quickly.
I'd imagine it would be rather difficult for people who like the sensation they get on fairground rides to understand that it's really less about the spinning, and more about the spinning when you have no other option.
Also: Yay for pushing clowns in pools!
*grin*