greetings fellow earthlings!

[kaigou]

Oi. My flist has exploded in the past week. *shifty look at flist* Seems I've got two choices: either say hello and suggest everyone introduce themselves, or give long thought to cutting back on the attention-getting snark. Here goes. *long thought* Okay! That was hard! Enough of that.

Step right up, don't be shy, tell everyone a little about yourself, your likes, dislikes, whether you were the one who set off the fire alarm in sixth grade and just what was up with your obsession with collecting all the pine tree car freshners, anyway? We've been dying to find out. Fear not, if you confess, I will not mock! Mostly. No more than I do to myself on a regular basis, but since I'm the only one around consistently, I make for a great wealth of material. I haven't been able to pull over an embarrassing moment on myself yet. I'm still trying.

If it's easier, address Bob instead. That's my new icon, since I'm not cool enough to have any sockpuppets (I almost wrote cockpuppets but I'm not in a rockband so we'll disregard), but I'm hoping that at least having a sockpuppet icon will let me fake it for a little while. I used to have minions, but they went on strike. Wouldn't paint my house anyway, and what good are minions if there's no house-painting involved?

But you are not required to be minions! Bob does not expect this of you! Bob may bite your kneecaps, though. He has that sort of look to him. Consider yourself duly warned.

I don't bite kneecaps, or anywhere else; not my genre. The -s- in my username is for Sol, which is what most folks around here (the former minions, at least) call me, when they're not picketing. I do randomly analyze things at length, because I believe it is possible, given time, effort, and ingenuity, to find new ways to thrash just about any topic into a state of such utter submission that it might, someday, be willing to paint my house.

Or do my laundry. I'd be much happier with the laundry-doing, come to think of it. I'm rather dangerous doing it myself; after all, this is the way poor Bob ended up a widower. Poor, sad, sockpuppet-icon.

And now, it's your turn! Quick, before I am forced to have more long thoughts and produce yet another post like this one!

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[kaigou.livejournal.com]

You can have the white chocolate; I'm all about the dark, myself. Hey, I've seen Finland. Never been there, but I did visit a port in Sweden where you can see Finland on a clear day, and since it was clear, ta-dah, I've seen Finland. Err.

Yes! We shall blame Askerian if ever there's a falling out. *nods firmly* ;-)