Like a Lamb to the Slaughter...
Nov. 12th, 2004 10:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The problem with LJ is that we all *think* we are close, yet we know nothing about each other. I'd like to rectify that. I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me - something that should be obvious, but you don't have any knowledge of it.
Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.
OK, it's an innocuous enough meme, so I'll join in. It's Friday, I got to sleep till 9:30, and I don't give a rip about much else, so ask away.
In other news...
A Very Happy Birthday to
severus___snape!!! May the year bring you and yours all the best that life has to offer.
Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.
OK, it's an innocuous enough meme, so I'll join in. It's Friday, I got to sleep till 9:30, and I don't give a rip about much else, so ask away.
In other news...
A Very Happy Birthday to
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Date: 2004-11-12 07:32 pm (UTC)Catherine
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Date: 2004-11-13 12:06 am (UTC)The short answer: I was sick of being a technical writer and the timing was right.
The long answer: from the time I was little, I always wanted to do something like nursing or being a doctor or... something where I could help people. Then when I got older and realized that it was 8 more years of school for an MD and almost as much for an RN, I let go of it and went back to writing.
Then I really did get tired of working in high tech. The money was sweet, but I went from QA to tech writing and when we adopted Hannah I quit the office job and did tech editing and copy editing. But working at home by myself with a wee baby wasn't all that inspirational, so it was time to go back to school and learn something new. Massage training was just one year, or two if you did it part-time, and I could take classes at night and not disrupt parenting. One of the requirements for the massage school I chose was a weekend away and when I first looked into it as a newlywed I couldn't imagine a weekend apart, but by the time I got around to school, it was just fine.
Now I've been licensed for over 3 years and I still enjoy it. Given my Gemini ascendant and my need to keep moving no matter what, it's been a good fit.
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-13 12:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-12 09:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-13 12:11 am (UTC)Then we had a giant black newf named Tyler who I loved to pieces for the two days we had him. He was too big, which meant he was bigger than my baby sister, and in his enthusiasm could knock her down.
The dog I had for longest, though, was the one we got next. He was a shepherd/collie mix named Blaze and he was like my brother. We had him for 13 years, until I was a senior in High School. He was loyal and loving and protective.
There were lots more, but that's not what you asked, so I'll stop here.
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Date: 2004-11-13 07:19 pm (UTC)oh the black one the black one!!! {huggles}
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Date: 2004-11-13 07:42 pm (UTC)One cat leads to another. --Ernest Hemingway
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Date: 2004-11-13 09:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-13 05:33 pm (UTC)I liked parts of it. First, it was a hell of a lot better than junior high school. I'd say the first couple years of high school were spent getting over the stigmas of junior high, where things became so segregated and clicque-ish.
What I liked best about high school was meeting new people. And learning that really, the people I'd been in school with since second grade didn't define who I was. They might have looked at me with certain expectations, but I didn't care about that so much any more. I got to expand a little and grow.
I wasn't a complete nerd and I wasn't a jock and I wasn't one of the kids who went off to the woods behind the school to smoke pot every day, I just kind of did my thing and fit everywhere but nowhere. And I learned that was the best, because even if it made me a clicque of one, it was one I got to define.
I also learned that I could be friends with boys. Just friends. Lots of my girlfriends couldn't get to that point where they could look at a guy and not be all stupid and heart-fluttery.
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Date: 2004-11-13 03:30 pm (UTC)What makes you smile even when you're in the worst of moods?
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Date: 2004-11-13 05:35 pm (UTC)Method acting.
Letting go of myself and my moods and my problems and taking someone else out for a spin on the freeways of my brain.