first impressions
Jan. 13th, 2004 08:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
novapsycheSo... how did you guys find me? This journal, I mean.
(My RL friends, of course, need not answer this question. :)
Satisfy me! Erm, I mean, satisfy my curiosity!
(My RL friends, of course, need not answer this question. :)
Satisfy me! Erm, I mean, satisfy my curiosity!
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Date: 2004-01-13 05:42 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-13 06:34 pm (UTC)Yeah. I think so. *bright smile* I think.
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Date: 2004-01-14 04:13 am (UTC)Couple years, at least.
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Date: 2004-01-14 06:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2004-01-14 05:31 pm (UTC)And it's been blue skies ever since. :)
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Date: 2004-01-13 08:35 pm (UTC)Oh you mean people who found you first in LJ...
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Date: 2004-01-13 09:04 pm (UTC)I had no idea Chad Herring had anything to do with it. :)
(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-13 08:46 pm (UTC)and was greatly inspired by your poetry. I think the first one I read was about the football game, though I regret to say I can't recall what its title was.
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Date: 2004-01-13 09:07 pm (UTC)I know what poem you're talking about. I've done some work on it. . . .
Fiesta Bowl, Down 3 Points
Two college boys, helmets in hand,
bow heads, close eyes and pray
as their kicker steps onto the field.
This same kicker has misstepped
once already, caught the ball
slant, sending it wide.
What kind of prayers grace
these flat broad football lips
wrinked wry like rinds? How does one
approach the Almighty with a request
for a dead-on kick? Bless that, the holy toe
of number sixteen. Send this hangnail
game into overtime. If it be Thy will.
And what of those opposing
offensive linemen standing like Stonehenge,
staring at the scoreboard and sky?
Surely they can't be praying, too.
Football poetry?!
Date: 2004-01-13 10:06 pm (UTC)Re: Football poetry?!
Date: 2004-01-13 10:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2004-01-14 06:18 am (UTC)Intelligent, poetic, and a unique personality - I had to add!
(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-14 05:26 pm (UTC)We're kindred spirits. I hope you know.
(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-14 06:51 pm (UTC)of course, my meatspace persona is probably quite a bit different than my cyberspace presence.
I can't differentiate, it's all just more of me,
but I'm glad nonetheless to have connected with you.
(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-14 12:59 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-14 05:25 pm (UTC)A large part of me still is, though. I don't know what it is about that state. It must be the corn.
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Date: 2004-01-14 07:05 pm (UTC)It's not so flat it's insanely boring, you never get bored of the weather (wait a day, it'll change), and you can't really get too full of yourself if you're "just an Iowa yokel"
But there's just something about going out late at night into the middle of a field, and laying down and seeing 180 degrees of the milky way.
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Date: 2004-01-14 01:01 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2004-01-16 08:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-16 09:06 am (UTC)But I'm always glad to have an audience. :)