wordinista: (Busy!)
wordinista ([personal profile] wordinista) wrote2006-01-10 03:38 pm
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Meme! Baaaaa!

Taken from [livejournal.com profile] merith:

The problem with LJ: We all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.



Proper post later.  Not much going on lately, but ...  *is distracted by teh s00per kyoot Bronte antics* 

...

Anyway.  Right.  Not much going on lately, but somehow I feel uber-busy.  I don't understand why that is.  Going to try and get some more stuff done.

Oh!  [livejournal.com profile] squeakyinuears!  We got your card!  Thank you very much.  ^__^

[identity profile] hallowd.livejournal.com 2006-01-10 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
This meme, again. It seems to go around at regular intervals. But anyway, here you go: What is your favourite season, and your favourite time of the day? Also, why?

[identity profile] w0rdinista.livejournal.com 2006-01-10 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I know -- I can't remember if I did this one before or not. I'm sure I have, but... well, I probably have different people on my f-list now than I did then, so I'll give it another whirl. :D

Favorite season: Autumn, hands down. Now, I have to clarify here -- I live in Florida, and we really don't have autumn, but I grew up in New England and lived 2 years in Alexandria, Virginia, and the two years in Virginia gave me some of the most beautiful autumns I can remember. I love autumn mostly because the humidity leaves the air, and you get these gorgeous brisk winds that smell of wood-smoke, and it's not so cold that you have to put on layer after layer of clothes -- it's just cold enough to be comfortable. I also love to watch the colors develop on the trees. It's a season that leaves me feeling calm, content, and at peace.

Favorite time of day: Hmm, that's a toughie. I'm not a morning person, really, but there is something about the early-morning hours that's always appealed to me. The smell of dew in the air, the hush that settles around everything -- it's a moment of sanity before the world wakes up and goes nuts. Again, it's a peaceful time, and if I'm awake, I usually try to enjoy that peace.