I meme because it beats the hell out of lesson planning

[etben]

The problem with LJ: We all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about one another. 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.

rl-shenanigans update: was in boston (\o/), am now NOT in boston (boooooo), am probably going to try to get over to chicago at...some point?, am still not getting anything written (but hope to change that soon?), am still only sort of getting shit done w/r/t future plans (but am DEFINTELY going to kick that into high gear pretty soon), am tinhatting john crichton and aeryn sun HARDER THAN ANY PAIRING EVER* WHAT THE HELLLLLLL, am still living in my parents' basement and basically okay with that fact, am still mostly loving my job (and still love to complain about it). Still bad at commenting; still love your faces.

Oral exams this week! Let's see how many terrible jokes I can make about this fact. (HINT: probably more than any of you really want to hear.)



*with the exception of etben/jai, which is my otp to end all otps. ♥

Comments

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

CRICHTON/AERYN SUN OTP OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. FOREVER.

[etben.livejournal.com]

OH MY GOD, PEARL. OH MY ACTUAL GOD. let's talk about how Jai and I are watching together (irl when we can, and over IM the rest of the time), and we've just gotten up to Twice Shy, aka the one where Chiana picks up a sex slave, and—like, okay. I HATE BUGS, okay, and if there is one thing I hate more than bugs it is SWARMS OF BUGS, and if there are two things I hate more than bugs it would have to be SWARMS OF BUGS COMING OUT OF HOLES IN PEOPLES FACES, so that episode was basically the grossest thing in the UNIVERSE for me, and yet—

OH MY GOD I LOVED IIIIIIIIIT, and all because of the three minutes at the end where John and Aeryn are the most OTP of all possible OTPs. I JUST. HOW ARE THEY SO MARRIED?

Also, okay, you are a smart person: isn't braca dead? I mean, didn't he totally die, like, three or four times already? Jai and I are both pretty sure that he did, and yet in every episode, THERE HE IS. BEING ALIVE. STILL. We are perplexed! Amused, but perplexed.

[mrsronweasley.livejournal.com]

*with the exception of etben/jai, which is my otp to end all otps.

OMG BE CUTER, STUPIDFACE, EXCEPT OH WAIT, YOU CAN'T. &YOUGUYS;

Question for you: five years time - where are you, in your dreams?

[etben.livejournal.com]

I TINHAT US HARDER THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD. Also, NO U.

Oh, mannnnn. Um. Living with Jai, obviously, in a city with fangirls! And possibly having a kitten? I want to go back to school to get an MA and a teaching certificate, which is a year or two. So in the best of all possible worlds, five years from now I would be teaching French in a public school somewhere—ideally somewhere where I'd get the opportunity to work with a diverse group of students, both in terms of cultural and ethnic background and in terms of age range—working on getting a full license.

And in the summers I would go to MN for a month or two and help run my program (WHICH WILL NOT GET CANCELLED, IN MY PERFECT WORLD), and then come back and putter around the apartment and cling to my girl and dork around with the internet. And just. I AM PRETTY EASY IN MY LIFE, TBH.

[mrsronweasley.livejournal.com]

THAT SOUNDS VERY GOOD TO ME. YOU WILL BE IN BOSTON, RIGHT? RIGHT? RIGHT? :D

[etben.livejournal.com]

I would LIKE to live in Boston! IDK, a lot of it is going to depend on where I wind up going to school, and how certification plays out—I'm probably going to wind up getting my certification in the same state where I get my degree, which means a few more years teaching there before I can think about moving, but, like. Boston is pretty swell! I would certainly not be OPPOSED to living there!

[go-gentle.livejournal.com]

RE: JOHN/AERYN: IT'S NOT TINHATTING IF IT'S RIGHT AND TRUE AND EVERYTHING GOOD IN THE WORLD.

[etben.livejournal.com]

OIC. At that point it's just...reality! And clearly the only people who ship it harder than I do are, you know. John Crichton and Aeryn Sun.

[shoemaster.livejournal.com]

the couch is waiting for you! it can even be turned into a sofa bed, theoretically!

[etben.livejournal.com]

:O what luxury!

[giddygeek.livejournal.com]

John and Aeryn are so high on my list of OTPs, I don't even know. I just LOVE THEM. <3<3<3

So hey, I saw Liz ask where you'll be in five years -- where were you five years ago?

Addresses if possible. :D

/creeperface

[etben.livejournal.com]

GIDDY THEIR FACES. THEIR FACES. I just cannot EVEN deal with them. ♥

and, huh. Five years ago, I was...starting college in chicago! And, hmm, still acing calculus (a fact which changed rapidly in the second quarter, when our hotass professor was replaced with a boring old dude and I totally stopped making any effort—in retrospect I am totes bitter about this shit, because I was actually good at calculus when I still cared, but then I stopped caring, because I was kind of dumb about stuff like that, and nobody ever really thought to check in with me and see what the fuck was going on, so I got an A the first quarter, a C- the second quarter, and dropped the third quarter before it started and I AM STILL A LITTLE BITTER, OKAY, WHAT, IT IS TOTALLY LOGICAL TO HAVE CALCULUS RAGE *seethes*).

I was reading fic, some, although I still had shame about that (...LOL); I didn't have an LJ or any fannish friends yet (that all started my sophomore year). I knew I was attracted to girls, but was TOTALLY NOT ADMITTING IT TO ANYBODY, less because I thought that anybody I knew would react badly and more because I just didn't want anybody to know...anything. About my life. EVER. lol MOAST irrationally secretive.

Oh, I was starting to get involved with theater! And the resulting making-out-with-lots-of-people-while-under-the-influence-of-alcohol. /o\ Oh, baby self, you were kind of dim! *pats gingerly

And I was also making travel plans with my dude bff, on whom I had a massive (and in retrospect, totes NOT subtle) crush. We spent two weeks taking trains around France, crashing on couches and in skeezy motels. In retrospect, I have no earthly idea why my parents let me go, because I was 17 and he was, um. 22? Yeaaaaaah. Fortunately for my parents' sensibilities, he was not at all interested in me, and very good (if a little insensitive) when it came to keeping me out of his pants. Which, in retrospect: YAY, oh god, because we would have been TERRIBLE for and with each other. Plus: ladies. I'm just saying.

[To that dude's credit, though, he was one of the first people I ever came out to, and he was AMAZINGLY supportive, and an all-round decent friend when I could remember not to try to jump him.]

Aaaaaaaand yes. WAY MORE INFORMATION THAN ANYBODY NEEDED: CHECK!