Meme. Baa.

[stillane]

Because I was righteously tagged by ignipes earlier:

Take a look at your LJ friends list, then list up to ten things you want to say to ten different LJ friends... Do not state who these people are. Do not confirm nor deny any "comment speculation". Then tag five people.

1. You are consistently sweet and alarmingly cool. So cool, in fact, that it surprised me mightily that you are younger than me; it isn't quite fair that you've managed to become so very together so early. *g* You are also one of those people who I feel utterly comfortable showing my words to, which is rare. I never worry about being uncool to you, because you manage to make it seem okay.

2. You surprised me by wanting anything to do with me. This is not because you are anything resembling rude or distant, only because I started out with a vision of you as one of the popular kids, and I've never really been among those. I soon got over being intimidated, though, and the ride has been unmitigated fun ever since. (And I still think you trump sliced bread.)

3. You are possibly my favorite of all the people I've met out here. You were one of the very first people to be openly affectionate to a strange little online wanderer, just venturing out into the void, and the one I'll always think of as my first online friend. I'm a little in awe of the way your mind works, and a lot in envy of the way your words do.

4. You will know who you are. You always do, and maybe always have. I've always admired that, among other things. The fact that you also know me very, very well might have something to do with the almost-not-hyperbole of 'always'.

5. I wonder sometimes if you like me. We exchange words, yes, but there are times I feel more humored than wanted. I'd like to ask whether you're just being nice, but doubt I ever will. (This is because I like you.)

6. You showed up one day out of the blue, and have made everything better ever since. You prop me up and make me laugh, and you know all the best esoteric things. It's kind of like finding a kitten on your doorstep, except this kitten has sharp claws and a very quick mind. I want to be you, I think, when I grow up.

7. We don't really get to speak very often, and yet I feel remarkably close to you. When life goes to hell, you're the type of person I want holding my hand. You find out there's a rough patch, and you put yourself forth to help without reservation. That means more than I'll probably ever get up the nerve to tell you.

8. I've said some very dumb things in your presence, and yet you persist in liking me. I would like to hug you for that. Also, because you are creative in directions that I can't fathom.

9. You are one of the few people to actively bridge the gap between this space and living interaction for me. Having a friend to share the sacred way of the fangirl with has enriched my world beyond measure, and I miss getting to squee with you.

10. The first time you left a comment to one of my stories, I gaped. Then I spent months fretting every time I wrote things in your vicinity, simply because what you write blows me away. The fact that you continued to like them has kept me in warm, fuzzy thoughts. Like socks.


Extra special bonus edition:

I'm not sure you're still trying this whole experiment, but if you are: You get first dibs on me, and have since the moment I met you. I think you question too much sometimes who cares for you; you shouldn't ever worry about whether I do. You are the best thing I was ever smart enough to ask for. Don't make me whap you up alongside your little blonde head to remember it.

If you wish to be tagged, consider yourself thus. I'm too lazy to actually single anyone out. *g*

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[stillane.livejournal.com]

Mwahahahaha. I am evil.

Really, though, I worried that I was making several of them too obvious. I was aiming for most of the people in question to be able to guess which was about them, even if they couldn't get the others. Think I might have flubbed that, though. *shrug* Then again, if no one knows, everyone can pick the one they'd most prefer. *g*

(And I'm just as bad with the dead-cat curiosity. I always want to know, dang it.)