Maybe this needs to be said -
Apr. 6th, 2003 02:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgMaybe it belongs on the profile. *sighs*
I am one of the nicest people you'd want to meet. At least, I want to be. And work hard to be. It's uppermost in my mind.
One of the things that told me I had found my beloved was finding the same thoughts going through his head, with the same level of urgency attached to them.
You see, you hear about the opportunity to be successful all the time - when opportunity knocks, etc.
What you don't always hear about is the opportunity to be good. Kind. Nice.
You can think of how good you want to be, what you think is right and wrong all the time.
The opportunity to be Good comes along as rarely as the opportunity to be Successful. Ditto, being Kind.
I take every opportunity to be Good that's presented me.
That does not make me Belldandy.
As willing as I am to accept just about anything (and I do mean anything) when it comes to personal lifestyles (I have plenty of touchstones to keep me grounded, no danger), I do tend to be pretty strict when it comes to being considerate and thoughtful of others.
Be prompt. If you're going to be late, call. I have been ripped new ones since I can remember - it's intrinsic now. Don't make me late, don't be late without warning. I also tend to think what little psychic ability I have tends to reside on where people ARE when I'm expecting them. Yes, I have sensed when people were in accidents when they didn't show and was right. I'll fucking take you apart over this. *ahem*
Don't lie. Okay? This is an easy one. Don't worry I'll find out. I may not right away, but lies are like that - I will find out and when I do, you're going to wish you were a potato farmer in Idaho instead of whatever else you are at the moment. If it means anything to you, of course, being a given. If it doesn't, I'll just hand you to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
silverkun and let him figure you out. He might just hand you to Jim, who will just kill you for making me cry. You decide.
And I guess it goes without saying that putting me in a position where I know something I shouldn't is a Bad Idea. Like, what you've lied to party number three about. I'm discreet, don't worry - but you have to look me in the face and deal with the guilt by Huge Puppydog Blue Eyes. They're my mother's -
In summary, Sis had a short and sweet Rules to Live By that she used when she was working for the county as a social worker and I'd have to agree with her:
1. Don't FUCK with me.
2. Don't FUCK with your loved ones.
3. Don't FUCK with yourself.
Also, a hard and fast with me is that I consider violence the last resort of the incompetent, and I consider it cheating of the lowest sort.
You have to hit someone to get your way, you don't deserve it. What I think of murdering people to get your way isn't printable.
And it doesn't change much no matter if it is capital punishment, war or traffic accidents.
I'd say I was a rose bush...until I found out about Madagascar Palms. I'll see if I can find a picture of one and post it here.
I love easily, deeply and once given, without question. But not blindly. And not with mere sexual expression. That's reserved. Heh.
We'll get into the things I *won't* do another day.
I am one of the nicest people you'd want to meet. At least, I want to be. And work hard to be. It's uppermost in my mind.
One of the things that told me I had found my beloved was finding the same thoughts going through his head, with the same level of urgency attached to them.
You see, you hear about the opportunity to be successful all the time - when opportunity knocks, etc.
What you don't always hear about is the opportunity to be good. Kind. Nice.
You can think of how good you want to be, what you think is right and wrong all the time.
The opportunity to be Good comes along as rarely as the opportunity to be Successful. Ditto, being Kind.
I take every opportunity to be Good that's presented me.
That does not make me Belldandy.
As willing as I am to accept just about anything (and I do mean anything) when it comes to personal lifestyles (I have plenty of touchstones to keep me grounded, no danger), I do tend to be pretty strict when it comes to being considerate and thoughtful of others.
Be prompt. If you're going to be late, call. I have been ripped new ones since I can remember - it's intrinsic now. Don't make me late, don't be late without warning. I also tend to think what little psychic ability I have tends to reside on where people ARE when I'm expecting them. Yes, I have sensed when people were in accidents when they didn't show and was right. I'll fucking take you apart over this. *ahem*
Don't lie. Okay? This is an easy one. Don't worry I'll find out. I may not right away, but lies are like that - I will find out and when I do, you're going to wish you were a potato farmer in Idaho instead of whatever else you are at the moment. If it means anything to you, of course, being a given. If it doesn't, I'll just hand you to
silverkun and let him figure you out. He might just hand you to Jim, who will just kill you for making me cry. You decide.And I guess it goes without saying that putting me in a position where I know something I shouldn't is a Bad Idea. Like, what you've lied to party number three about. I'm discreet, don't worry - but you have to look me in the face and deal with the guilt by Huge Puppydog Blue Eyes. They're my mother's -
In summary, Sis had a short and sweet Rules to Live By that she used when she was working for the county as a social worker and I'd have to agree with her:
1. Don't FUCK with me.
2. Don't FUCK with your loved ones.
3. Don't FUCK with yourself.
Also, a hard and fast with me is that I consider violence the last resort of the incompetent, and I consider it cheating of the lowest sort.
You have to hit someone to get your way, you don't deserve it. What I think of murdering people to get your way isn't printable.
And it doesn't change much no matter if it is capital punishment, war or traffic accidents.
I'd say I was a rose bush...until I found out about Madagascar Palms. I'll see if I can find a picture of one and post it here.
I love easily, deeply and once given, without question. But not blindly. And not with mere sexual expression. That's reserved. Heh.
We'll get into the things I *won't* do another day.
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Madagascar Palms
Date: 2003-04-06 03:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-06 03:26 pm (UTC)I think the rosebush is a good signifier for myself, but it has to be one of our native rosebushes (or the Sitka Rose, which is as good). Lovely blossoms, sweet smelling, huge tasty (and medicinal) hips, and lots and lots of thorns from HELL all over the stem.
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Date: 2003-04-06 03:31 pm (UTC)You do NOT want to accidentally brush up against this plant. Even the leaves have spines.
*cracks knuckles*
Date: 2003-04-06 09:20 pm (UTC)Who needs to disappear at Fanime this time?
-Silver
Re: *cracks knuckles*
Date: 2003-04-06 09:42 pm (UTC)You are my bestest friend in the whole wide world.
You, I give the ones who should live. And I much expect you would hand me the ones you wish me to deal with the same.
The ones who deserve the die, we give to Jim. After an overnight shift at Kaiser. Raw. Matter of fact, he owes me a monster truck rally. Hmm.
Did you have a good weekend?
Re: *cracks knuckles*
Date: 2003-04-07 08:13 am (UTC)Noted and appreciated, dearling. Kinda nice to know someone's got your back in return, neh?
The ones who deserve the die, we give to Jim. After an overnight shift at Kaiser. Raw. Matter of fact, he owes me a monster truck rally. Hmm.
We should give him the kids and the kids at heart, too. He's good with those...;>
Did you have a good weekend?
Eeeexcellent. Nothing happened. It was a nice change of pace.
You?
-Silver
Re: *cracks knuckles*
Date: 2003-04-07 05:27 pm (UTC)We've found a *cute* house with a lot of potential for more - that day was exhausting. Sunday was better, though I was under the weather as well.
Yanno, one should wonder when "nothing" is excellent. But, understood. *grin*
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Date: 2003-04-07 07:30 pm (UTC)I had a run-in with devil's club when I was a kid. I'll take nettles any day of the week.