So I won't bother. I just have to do this.
1. Friending policy. I'm so easy it's not worth your time giving me flowers. Friend me and I'll friend you back (after a quick peek at your LJ to make sure that if you're weird, it's in a good way. So far everybody has been so nice/interesting that it hasn't been an issue.) Don't have to ask, don't have to ever do more than lurk; whatever. I'm easy, remember? I'm a put your feet up on the sofa type. Relaxed. Laid back. Unless we're supposed to be somewhere at a certain time in which case I turn into a nail chewing obsessive and scream at people to hurry up.
If I friend you and you friend me back, I'll be pleased. If you don't, I'll be mortally hurt and wounded. Well...maybe not ;-) I'll possibly wonder why, probably at three a.m, to be absolutely honest (and if you're reading this you did friend me, so I'm preaching to the choir anyway...) but I'm not daft; lots of you have friends lists that seem to have half the planet on them and can't take on any more and maybe, just maybe, I'm not your cup of tea ::gulps bravely:: It's not a biggie. I'll still post in your LJ's and make a pest of myself, so there!
2. The slash thingie. I write it and damned if I know why, so don't even bother asking me. I want to. So I do. I write het too and no ship. I write funny, dark, serious, silly. I write G to NC 17. I have a range. I'm a flutterbye.
3. RPF. ::snicker:: Yeah, right. Like I'm bringing _that_ one up again ;-)
Whew. I feel so much better now. Peer pressure's _heavy_.
Oh, and if anyone ever wants to ask me anything, go ahead. I don't bite unless I know you really well ;-)Can't promise a truthful answer, but I'll try to make it entertaining.
1. Friending policy. I'm so easy it's not worth your time giving me flowers. Friend me and I'll friend you back (after a quick peek at your LJ to make sure that if you're weird, it's in a good way. So far everybody has been so nice/interesting that it hasn't been an issue.) Don't have to ask, don't have to ever do more than lurk; whatever. I'm easy, remember? I'm a put your feet up on the sofa type. Relaxed. Laid back. Unless we're supposed to be somewhere at a certain time in which case I turn into a nail chewing obsessive and scream at people to hurry up.
If I friend you and you friend me back, I'll be pleased. If you don't, I'll be mortally hurt and wounded. Well...maybe not ;-) I'll possibly wonder why, probably at three a.m, to be absolutely honest (and if you're reading this you did friend me, so I'm preaching to the choir anyway...) but I'm not daft; lots of you have friends lists that seem to have half the planet on them and can't take on any more and maybe, just maybe, I'm not your cup of tea ::gulps bravely:: It's not a biggie. I'll still post in your LJ's and make a pest of myself, so there!
2. The slash thingie. I write it and damned if I know why, so don't even bother asking me. I want to. So I do. I write het too and no ship. I write funny, dark, serious, silly. I write G to NC 17. I have a range. I'm a flutterbye.
3. RPF. ::snicker:: Yeah, right. Like I'm bringing _that_ one up again ;-)
Whew. I feel so much better now. Peer pressure's _heavy_.
Oh, and if anyone ever wants to ask me anything, go ahead. I don't bite unless I know you really well ;-)Can't promise a truthful answer, but I'll try to make it entertaining.