Be wise. Be brave. Be tricky. (slithytove) wrote,
Be wise. Be brave. Be tricky.

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I stole this from noaizumi, who stole it from tanuki, you know the drill.

+first grade teacher's name: Miss Oog. As wide as she was high, wore cave bear furs, and a bone through her nose. Bit of a disciplinarian.
+last thing you said to someone: "Dr. Tran, good morning!"
+last song you sang: Kompressor does not sing.
+last person you hugged: Winnie Rizzo, the first time I saw her after she got out of the hospital.
+last thing you laughed at: The damned do not laugh.
+last time you said "I love you": pre-1980.
+last time you cried: August, 1982.

+what's in your CD player: "Lord of the Rings" OST
+what color socks are you wearing: invisible flesh-colored.
+what's under your bed: carpet, floor, living room, more floor, basement, some concrete, various rock layers, center of the earth, lots more rock, someplace in China, atmosphere, interplanetary space, interstellar space, intergalactic space, beyond that it gets hazy.
+what time did you wake up today: 9:50 pm.

+where do you want to go: maybe the Atlas mountains of Morocco? And Marrakesh!
+where are you going to live: Glen Mills, PA, if my hospital doesn't go bankrupt, and I don't get driven out of PA by the malpractice crisis.
+how many kids do you want: I have no plans to sire children.
+what kind of car will you have: something that converts into a giant robot.

+current taste: olive-oil-packed tuna.
+current hair: invisible flesh-colored.
+current clothes: khaki shorts.
+current smell: average guy smell.
+current longing: to charm magic casements, opening on the foam of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
+current desktop picture: Nausicaa
+current favorite artist: toss-up between Titian and CLAMP.
+current book: Death to Dust: What Happens to Dead Bodies, by Kenneth Iserson.
+current worry: That after a year of working with a waterproofing company, my roof still leaks.
+current time: 00:01.
+current hate: cats that have the whole damned house to lounge around in, and insist on lying down on my mousepad, while I'm trying to use it. Grrr!
+story behind your lj username: Slithy toves are mentioned in Jabberwocky, a nonsense verse by Lewis Carroll. I've used 'slithy' (for a while, 'slithey') as an on-line name for years.
+current favorite article of clothing: Timberland moccasin-type shoes. I've owned and worn this style for almost two decades.
+last CD that you bought: Incunabula, by Autechre
+favorite place to be: home
+least favorite place: In a sub-plane of Hell, being tortured for eternity by devils who look like John Ashcroft but have the voice of Britney Spears, who in between rounds of prodding me with red-hot pokers tell each other an endless succession of knock-knock jokes.
+strong in mind or strong in body: fear my eyebrows, for they are puissant.
+time you wake up in the morning: Anytime from between 2100 to 2200.
+if you could play any instrument: piano.
+favorite color: whatever color the crazed clown pointing the gun at my head likes.
+do you believe in an afterlife? Nope. Would like to, but... nope.
+how tall are you? 5'10".
+current favorite word: I find myself using 'a' and 'the' a lot. Also 'is'.
+favorite season: Whatever one is coming next. I have short attention span for seasons.
+one person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: mom.
+one person you wish was here right now: Osama bin Laden. "Is this 911? You're not not going to believe this, but I've got Osama bin Laden cornered in my computer room. No, seriously! No, I mean it. I have not been drinking, what are you talking about? Just send a cop car over, okay?"
+favorite day: All days are the same to me.
+a line from the last thing you wrote to someone: "Queen of Darkness! Slithering minion of most foul... oh, it's you. Sorry. That's different."
+a random lyric:

 When Ruthie says come see her
In her honky-tonk lagoon,
Where I can watch her waltz for free
'Neath her Panamanian moon.
An' I say, "Aw come on now,
You must know about my debutante."
An' she says, "Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want."

hatsu-, haji(me)
meaning: beginning, first
最初 == saisho == first
初めて == hajimete == for the first time
Left radical is 'clothing' (衣), right is 'cut' (刀). This character at one time mean 'to cut cloth to make clothes'. Henshall suggests as a mnemonic:  'Clothes must first be cut.'


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