20 posts tagged “qotd”
It is dangerous to be sincere unless you are also stupid.
- George Bernard Shaw
Never tell everything at once.
- Ken Venturi
Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.
- Confucius
What is your daily commute like? What is the weirdest thing you've seen on that commute?
Submitted by E.
My daily commute is less than a mile. Well, maybe just over a mile if I bike it, which happens on occasion. If I bike it, I can ride down the boardwalk, hang a left at the roller coaster, and it's just up over the bridge.
The weirdest thing I've seen so far isn't really *weird*, per se, but I do see transients pretty frequently around my home/work as well as on my commute. So those people are characters in and of themselves.
What fruits and vegetables are in season where you live? Have you incorporated them into your recipes?
I live in California. We have pretty much all the fruits & veggies we want available to us year-round. I don't think we have seasons, just parts of the year where certain things are overpriced.
Second question: Yes.
How old were you when you had your very first boyfriend/girlfriend? Do you still know them now?
Submitted by KIM.
A short version of my answer is "somewhere around 13" and "yes". Now I get to make a longer, snarkier dissertation because it's fun. This is why I love Vox, you guys always walk me down Memory Lane so easily.
I think my first boyfriend was Mike, in nursery school. That didn't really count though, it was just something our families thought was cute because we were always around each other. I think we called each other "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" but I can't quite recall.
Thinking back over a decade blurs the details a bit (you never think that will happen, but it does), so technically my first boyfriend was Gary. We still talk a little via MySpace, he added me out of the blue one day.. He was my first kiss as well. I believe this was when I was in sixth grade or so, it started at a friend's 13th birthday party. We went to the same junior high. He decided to unceremoniously dump me one day in junior high via a note (on freaking yellow paper, *gasp*, how tragic) that said, simply, "IT'S OVER". I remember he and his friends ran away laughing after they saw me read it. After a day or two I got over it but I have a vague recollection of never wanting to go anywhere near his house.
Anyway, he's married now to some girl he started dating a few years later. This is a shot of his little family. The 'stache, it adds that certain... flair, yes?
Then I moved on to dating this boy, Dennis, who lived down the street. He was somebody's cousin and lived very close to some of my chick friends that I rode bikes with. I don't remember why we broke up but I do remember being very sad. Eventually we became friends again and thanks to MySpace we still say hello now and again.
Then Mike and I started dating again. This was during eighth grade, when it was very important to have a steady relationship. Eighth grade relationships that lasted more than a month were considered Very Serious, and I believe ours lasted about six months. Things were not bad, we got to hold hands during field trips and we had each other as dates to the school dances. I think Mike could be classified as being my first "REAL" boyfriend, due to the then-seriousness and off/on variations of the whole thing.
For whatever reason we decided it was not going to work. I remember wanting to break up with him but wanting to wait until after going to Kennywood (a local amusement park) so that we would both have someone to hang out with there. The annual Kennywood trip was a big deal during those days, it was a School Field Trip For Fun! and we all started getting antsy about it at least a month before. Silly me. He then dumped me on the morning of our departure. Not only that, he dumped me for Laura.
Laura is a fantastic girl who I've been friends with for a very long time. Since elementary school at least. She is now a lesbian - a point that doesn't make her less fantastic, it just makes the situation funny. Oh yeah, she's also hot... funny how that works out! Anyway, I remember going up to them at the cafeteria table and saying to Laura, "Fine, you just saved me a lot of trouble," and stomping away in a huff. Oh DramaLlama, how you've always been there for us.
His brother Rob filled me in on some weirdness after that. Laura & Mike broke up shortly after that, and apparently Mike went off the deep end and just started being moody and breaking things randomly. Rob's guess was that Mike knew he messed up with me, wanted to pick up a new girlfriend right away and went with the first girl available. Then he realized we were not getting back together and went emo, or whatever we called it then. Crazy, probably - all I know is that his family got all sorts of worried about him and decided to make me into a megabitch. Uh, he was the one who broke up with me, but hey, whatever.
Rob & I had also known each other since preschool days, and I remember always being oddly attracted to him. We got to make out at least once, which was fun while it lasted. One day we were hanging out in his backyard, near prom-time, and he went in the house for something. His dad came outside and said to me that he didn't want me getting involved with Rob, and that it would be better for everybody if I just stayed away from them. Confused, I remember thinking that maybe their whole family was crazy, and he went on to say that he wanted me to stay away from Rob, "after what I did to his other son".
DRAMA!! LLAMA!!!
Call out the Springer security guys, that was madness. Anyway, I tried to be polite but failed, said screw this, went on to hang out with Rob every so often. We never officially dated or slept together, but we were always pretty good friends. I also never really talked to Mike again despite being in several classes and Band together.
Fast forward to the present... Rob & Mike are now both married with children: Rob to Gloria, who he'd been dating at least five years, and Mike to Leann, a girl who used to go ice skating with Toni & me. That last coupling was entirely unexpected, however I continue to keep in touch with both Leann and Rob, and probably will do so for many years to come. Leann just had her first child, pictures of which are yet to be seen. Rob's baby is just over a year old.
So that's the story of "My First Real Boyfriend", although I always wanted it to be one of my two major crushes, a boy at my church and a boy at my school. Neither relationship ever came to fruition, although Boy At Church was nice enough to hang out with me much more often than Boy At School. The former is recently married and the latter has pretty much disappeared off the face of the Earth, as so often happens with mega-crushes. Unfortunately I haven't spoken to either of them in over five years, so I have no updates or photos. Boy At Church is still friends with a girl I do keep in touch with, so she or my mom see him occasionally and fill me in, but that's about it.
To the best of my knowledge I'm friends with all my exes ...that count. Two of them are total bastards and can stay in hiding, as they have been for more than a decade. I'm sure that wherever they are, they're being less than classy, as always.
Who is the very first friend you ever had? Are you still in touch?
To my best recollection, Leslie Douglas was the very first friend I ever had. She introduced me to Amika & Angela, and the three of us hung out for a good portion of my childhood. Suffice it to say*, she and I lost touch roughly a decade ago, however Amika and I still speak (via the Internet) weekly, if not more than that.
Angela (who kept going MIA) has been found, and is married, living in Seattle. Angela is tough to not only keep in touch with but to stay in touch with, so the two of us have sort of given up on her. She knows how to reach us and we're not turning her away, but it's too great of an effort to keep running after someone like that. It sounds terrible but it's just that she has moved on, and while we know that she still thinks of us, she doesn't exactly write too often.
Leslie, last I heard, was living with some guy back in the town we all grew up in. She changed (or maybe we did), and we never really kept in touch after tenth grade or so. Her cousin I still talk to somewhat regularly, if only to say hi. We did the church thing for a long time, and yes, I still talk to all my church peeps (mostly). :)
Thanks, MySpace, for helping to keep everyone in touch and for making reunions obsolete.
*one of my favorite phrases.
Did you see the Harry Potter movie this weekend? YES. Are you going to read the new book? YES.
How many email addresses do you have?
Many.
What are they for?
Evil.
Why do you live where you live?
Submitted by memtony.
This is one of those questions that spark a lengthy response, but that's not what you're getting from me. Instead of some drawn-out version, here's the short of it, with convenient links for you to read at your own perusal.
We've been in this particular apartment since December 2001. We live here because:
A) this is the view from our front door
B) this is the view from our roof
and C) I live here because my boyfriend asked me to live here with him.
San Diego has been my home since August 19, 2001. It will now always be my home, I think.
Blogger entry from a few weeks before I moved.
Blogger entry from a few days before I moved, and two days after I arrived.
Old bio entry with the short version of why I moved here.
There are many reasons why I moved (besides for The Boyfriend). Here are several.
Here is the main reason.
Who are the last five people you called on your cell phone?
D'fab
Amika
Lindsay
M0nk3y
D'fab
Voicemail.
Oh snap!
What is the most interesting class you have ever taken?
Submitted by Melissa.
Bellydance! Courtesy of Jim Boz, see also: www.jimboz.com
Woohoo, he's fabulous. Not to mention a great dancer, teacher and friend.
