Meme of the day.
Jan. 9th, 2006 10:52 pmThe problem with LJ: We all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about each other. (Except the things I know about Metahacker, and about Elizabear, and about...) So if you like, ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away. Replicate virally.
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Date: 2006-01-10 06:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-10 07:00 pm (UTC)MH was active in the SCA and sung in the Quire. One day he heard the director talking about her new job at BBN. "Oh, you should meet dsrtao, he works there too... and he's a bass."
So dsrtao and elizabear played phone tag for a month or more. She was unhappy that he worked in the sales group, but then she saw his cubicle was decorated with shinai and blow-up palm trees and Slinkies and a little green Intel guy in a bunny suit waving a flag that said 0xF00F, which was a command which would crash certain Pentium chips. So she was slightly relieved.
One day dsrtao tracked elizabear down in the NOC and they spent fifteen or twenty minutes chatting. Except that, by the wall clock, it was well over an hour. Over the course of the next month, they ate lunch together almost every day. dsrtao joined the Quire as a bass. Elizabear often gave dsrtao a ride home afterwards. One night she asked if dsrtao would be interested in going to a Red Sox game with her. He said that he was not very interested in going to a Red Sox game, but he was very interested in going to a Red Sox game with her. They did. They went to some parties and ignored other people. A good time was had by all.
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Date: 2006-01-11 12:03 am (UTC)And
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Date: 2006-01-11 12:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-11 12:58 am (UTC)