Samantha Jo (
ghostpuppet) wrote2024-12-28 03:13 pm
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1. What is the oldest object in the room with you?
The house itself?? Over 200 yrs old. 😲😲😲
2. What is the newest?
Bees' Toronto Blue Jays mug that she got for Xmas...
3. What is your favourite object in the room with you?
My roommate and bestie Julie. (Or Julz!) and my computer heh.
4. What is the most valuable object?
Between the two of us, Julz and my beds $6k.
5. What is the ugliest object?
The amount of useless crap in it, like those cloth grocery bags, um, general detrius?
Sammy
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1. What is the oldest object in the room with you?
A copy of Bulfinch's Mythology, with my mother's birth name written in the flyleaf in her teenage handwriting and the information, "Junior High"
2. What is the newest?
The 2005 calendar I bought last week.
3. What is your favourite object in the room with you?
My husband of 50 years, sitting at his own computer across the room.
4. What is the most valuable object?
Probably the computer
5. What is the ugliest object?
Me
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I'm not ugly in the usual sense - the best word would be "plain". I was fat and frumpy most of my life, and my hair is fine and stringy and more or less unstylable. When I read the complaints of incels, I think about being in high school and never being asked on a date. I was just too un-beautified and weird to interest my male peers. Instead of romancing me, the boys were more interested in beating the weirdness out of me - I was such a weirdo I actually read books for FUN. How can a page of static print be fun? No pictures, no animation, just words on a page? Reading was a chore - homework: "Read Chapter 4 of the history book." ANybody who thinks that's FUN is too weird to be around other people. THeir idea of fun was running around playing some kind of sportsball and beating other people up. Or maybe watching TV.
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I love to read so much that when I go to the bathroom, I take a book with me. And I need to have some words in front of my eyes when I eat - I would read the label on the peanut butter jar on the table, just because it had print on it. I get carsick when I try to read in a moving vehicle, so I can't read while I'm riding in the car. On the long trip to/from Rochester, I had intended to bring a thing full of CDs to listen to in the car, but the CD carrier was one of the things that got left behind by accident. So I sang as many songs as I could remember the words to.
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