You mean I need more friends on my friends list to make this query work? Yah.
I've never done one of these query things before so I ended up doing it twice and I didn't save the first one I did. The first one was fixated on Loupnoir. That was just scary - I felt like I was putting my life on the line by anwsering those questions. You're a much safer topic. But from the first query, when it asked:
How did you meet loupnoir, I couldn't resist the truth. So I'll share that here.
I was Princess and I bounced up to her during breakdown on Sunday of October Crown and introduced myself. Something like,
sproing, sproing. "Hi, I'm the pricess. that sure is a cool pavilion. Can I look inside? Wow, you have your pick-up truck in there. That sure is big."
I don't remember her words and they didn't make a big impression on me since I was quite focused on wangling my way inside the pavilion. She recalls that she was rude and blew me off. We got to know each other better years later and she was amused at the memory and told me how "horrible" she was to me. This cracked me up because I didn't remember it that way at all. All I really remember was how awe inspiring the pavilion was and how the woman with the long hair was quite tall and wolfish.
To my eyes everyone in the SCA was wonderful and nice and fuzzy.
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timeasmymeasure
Re: THat's really funny.
Date: 2005-08-19 05:37 pm (UTC)I've never done one of these query things before so I ended up doing it twice and I didn't save the first one I did. The first one was fixated on Loupnoir. That was just scary - I felt like I was putting my life on the line by anwsering those questions. You're a much safer topic. But from the first query, when it asked:
How did you meet loupnoir, I couldn't resist the truth. So I'll share that here.
I was Princess and I bounced up to her during breakdown on Sunday of October Crown and introduced myself. Something like,
sproing, sproing. "Hi, I'm the pricess. that sure is a cool pavilion. Can I look inside? Wow, you have your pick-up truck in there. That sure is big."
I don't remember her words and they didn't make a big impression on me since I was quite focused on wangling my way inside the pavilion. She recalls that she was rude and blew me off. We got to know each other better years later and she was amused at the memory and told me how "horrible" she was to me. This cracked me up because I didn't remember it that way at all. All I really remember was how awe inspiring the pavilion was and how the woman with the long hair was quite tall and wolfish.
To my eyes everyone in the SCA was wonderful and nice and fuzzy.