why your stars have brought us here

[fahye]

Trai lai lai. Surfing around the big wide world of LJ I found this meme, which I remember vaguely from a long time ago. Some of you will already have done it, but hey! Feel free to do it again. Your feelings may have changed. And I've met a whole heap of new people since then. Also I am feeling isolated and sluggish and in a total attention-whore mood. As consolation I will do it for anyone who feels inclined to post it in their journal.

So: fill in the blanks!

I ____ Fahye.
Fahye is ____.
If I were alone in a room with Fahye, I would _____.
I think Fahye should _____.
Fahye needs ______.
Fahye will never ______.
I want to ______ Fahye.
Fahye can ______ my _______.
When I think about Fahye, I ______.
Someday Fahye will ________.
Fahye reminds me of _______.
Without Fahye _______.
Memories of Fahye are ________.
Fahye can be __________.
Worst thing about Fahye is _________.
Best thing about Fahye is _________.
I am ________ with Fahye.

(I am going to fear the crack of schiarire's response in advance, to save time.)

Canberra conspires against me. I bought the coolest, geekiest pair of thongs - platform with black and while comic strip illustrations on the sides, and black and red straps - and cannot wear them because the weather thinks that 15 is a really damn appropriate temperature for February. I want my summer back, dammit.

This? Is a truly great song. Mark Knopfler is a genius. I managed to alienate all the trendy girls at work today by naming Guns N Roses, Dire Straits and Crowded House among my favourite artists. I also had 'Electric Blue' and 'Kids in America' stuck in my head the whole shift, cementing my postion as pathetic lover of yesterday's music.

Comments

[minkhollow]

::thinking in both Northern Hemisphere and Fahrenheit, even how she knows you aren't:: But 15 is appropriate for February. Appropriate-ish, at any rate, with a side of too cold to bother.
Also: Ah, alienating trendy girls. Isn't it fun?

[fahye.livejournal.com]

NO. 30 is appropriate for February. Possibly the high twenties.

Pfff. There is NOTHING wrong with Guns N Roses. I am a classic rock gal.

[minkhollow]

And that's, what, 70 or so Fahrenheit? Doesn't sound like February to me, but again, Northern Hemisphere.
And there's not a thing wrong with classic rock. Most of the stuff I like came out when my parents were in high school.

[woodstock-21.livejournal.com]

Crowded House is brilliant and everyone should know about them. Don't those girls know anything about music? *is shocked*

I know how you feel about the yesterday's music thing. Gen doesn't know most of the bands I like (the non-Japanese ones anyway) and it makes me feel very old. *whips out walking stick and starts jigging*

[izumihydra.livejournal.com]

I exasperate Fahye.
Fahye is sophisticated.
If I were alone in a room with Fahye, I would poke her.
I think Fahye should cry.
Fahye needs a hug.
Fahye will never adopt a ferret.
I want to watch more british murder mysteries with Fahye.
Fahye can handle my angst.
When I think about Fahye, I smile.
Someday Fahye will be very rich and respected.
Fahye reminds me of ...myself.
Without Fahye I have noone to shop with.
Memories of Fahye are pleasant.
Fahye can be insensitive on occasion.
Worst thing about Fahye is her inability to express her emotions.
Best thing about Fahye is how trustworthy she is.
I am going to ANU tomorrow with Fahye.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

I resent the poking comment.

*POKESES YOU BACK*

*relents in face of girly screams and showers with love*

[izumihydra.livejournal.com]

awww. *HUGSH* i loveses meine frarsie.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

*bestows aloof but fond pat, a la Bernard*

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

I worship Fahye (for I am a pineapple of my word).
Fahye is super vode.
If I were alone in a room with Fahye, I would not at all be having a box, man.
I think Fahye should be a dentist.
Fahye needs greens, greens, nothing but greens.
Fahye will never write Vogon poetry.
I want to find a golden ticket for Fahye.
Fahye can partridge my pear tree.
When I think about Fahye, I want to make her a friend-hat.
Someday Fahye will take one small step for man, one ginormous step for mankind.
Fahye reminds me of sunshine dust.
Without Fahye there is no sunlit garden.
Memories of Fahye are filled with comfort and joy.
Fahye can be my "shining thing".
Worst thing about Fahye is your mom.
Best thing about Fahye is coffee-free coffee.
I am bedding Liberty on a mattress of corpses UMMM agoo with Fahye.

*dances around, makes little to no sense*

[fahye.livejournal.com]

I expected the crack.

You have exceeded my expectations.

*staaaaares*

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

*sings the Carmagnole* I am a winner. :D

[shati.livejournal.com]

Translated from the Utena: you are her twin sister and she wants to fuck you.

Translated from the Salad Fingers: she will turn you into a finger puppet and chew on your head.

*weeps*

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

. . . now I remember why it is bad to say things just because they sound funny. :(

On the other hand --

Translated from the Jijessian: she would have an excellent time with you.

WAIT WHY DOES THAT NOT SOUND BETTER AGH *goes off to wail*

[fahye.livejournal.com]

...I'm not entirely sure, but I appear to be being sold/traded/gifted as a lesbian sex slave.

*is Anthy*

Joy.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

*chews on your head . . . wonders at life*

To the world, for Barney's dead?

[miscellanny.livejournal.com]

I squoosh Fahye.
Fahye is squooshy.
If I were alone in a room with Fahye, I would squoosh her.
I think Fahye should squoosh me back.
Fahye needs squooshing.
Fahye will never escape the squoosh.
I want to squoosh Fahye.
Fahye can squoosh my big face any time, baby.
When I think about Fahye, I squoosh myself.
Someday Fahye will squoosh me.
Fahye reminds me of squooshing.
Without Fahye there is no squoosh.
Memories of Fahye are squooshy.
Fahye can be squooshed.
Worst thing about Fahye is she's too far away to squoosh.
Best thing about Fahye is some day she won't be.
I am gettin' squooshy with Fahye.



Promise I'll do it proper later. ;)