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Gracious.
There are over 500 of you.
::waves to everybody::
Since I have to write a synopsis of The Mirador today, and since synopsis-writing is an activity which I both hate and am incredibly bad at, I'm going to issue an open invitation:
Tell me something about yourself.
It's an invitation, obviously--nothing even as strong as a request--so if you don't want to, no harm, no foul. But if you'd like to (and this applies as much to the people I know as the people I don't) ... tell me something. Make it as long or as short, as serious or as goofy as you want. If you are a reader who doesn't have a LiveJournal account, that's totally cool, too--just please remember to sign your comment.
::waves to everybody::
Since I have to write a synopsis of The Mirador today, and since synopsis-writing is an activity which I both hate and am incredibly bad at, I'm going to issue an open invitation:
Tell me something about yourself.
It's an invitation, obviously--nothing even as strong as a request--so if you don't want to, no harm, no foul. But if you'd like to (and this applies as much to the people I know as the people I don't) ... tell me something. Make it as long or as short, as serious or as goofy as you want. If you are a reader who doesn't have a LiveJournal account, that's totally cool, too--just please remember to sign your comment.
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Did anybody else, as a child, think numbers and letters had distinct personalities? Two was female, as was three; five was very male. And the letter "e" in "evil" was itself evil.
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Yes! At least the numbers. Equations were about making and breaking families. I'd make up stories with them when I finished the in-class math work early, because I was bored and the teachers wouldn't let me read.