Oh, why not...
Nov. 28th, 2005 01:14 pmI don't usually do memes, but this one is interesting. Nicked from
laura27md.
20 years ago I was: Deep in my first semester in high school, drowning in depression and a broken heart, and realizing for the first time just how alien I found my peers. And writing sticky romance. I still loathe the building that housed my high school (overcrowded underfunded vermin-infested undersupplied asbestos-riddled firetrap *grumble snarl*)
15 years ago I was: Falling in love for the second time with the person who more or less set my standard for attraction, learning the fun of living in a haunted dormitory, and making use of early e-mail. And writing "Hunter" fanfic.
10 years ago I was: About to graduate from college, finally, more to get it over with than for any other reason. Twelve English courses in three semesters, and I could have been out in two if they'd let me do more than four per semester. It wasn't like I was taking anything else. Oh, and writing "Prey" fanfic. Edited to correct--writing "Blake's 7" fanfic. "Prey" didn't even premiere until 1998. *smacks self*
1 year ago I was: Just settling into my present job, and realizing how lovely it was not to have to be at work at six-thirty in the morning, and recovering from finishing "Thesaurus".
Yesterday I was: running a very specific errand *evil plotting chuckle*, baking, copying tapes, aching, and writing angst-resolution.
20 years ago I was: Deep in my first semester in high school, drowning in depression and a broken heart, and realizing for the first time just how alien I found my peers. And writing sticky romance. I still loathe the building that housed my high school (overcrowded underfunded vermin-infested undersupplied asbestos-riddled firetrap *grumble snarl*)
15 years ago I was: Falling in love for the second time with the person who more or less set my standard for attraction, learning the fun of living in a haunted dormitory, and making use of early e-mail. And writing "Hunter" fanfic.
10 years ago I was: About to graduate from college, finally, more to get it over with than for any other reason. Twelve English courses in three semesters, and I could have been out in two if they'd let me do more than four per semester. It wasn't like I was taking anything else. Oh, and writing "Prey" fanfic. Edited to correct--writing "Blake's 7" fanfic. "Prey" didn't even premiere until 1998. *smacks self*
1 year ago I was: Just settling into my present job, and realizing how lovely it was not to have to be at work at six-thirty in the morning, and recovering from finishing "Thesaurus".
Yesterday I was: running a very specific errand *evil plotting chuckle*, baking, copying tapes, aching, and writing angst-resolution.