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So there's that meme going around ... it goes something like, "There are things about me you probably think you should know but don't, so ask away." I'm too lazy at the moment to search for the exact wording, but you get the point. So, hit me with questions if you've got any. In fact, you don't have to limit yourself to personal questions. It can be about fic, basketball scores, quadratic equations ... don't be shy. If it's too personal I'll tell you so. (I don't talk to just anyone about quadratic equations, you know.)
My day tomorrow is blissfully meetingless. \:D/
My day tomorrow is blissfully meetingless. \:D/
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Re: Stuff Sarea Left Out (or just plain got wrong)
Date: 2004-11-19 02:01 am (UTC)their versions of this talethings I've forgotten and what not, but just remember that my account is probably most accurate.)Oh, Sarea's high. Everyone knows my memory is impeccable.
I first met Robbie while chatting with Brandon Ray online. I'd been friends with Brandon for a week or so and felt pretty comfortable with him. One day, he invited this lady named Robbie to chat with us. I say "lady" because I was 20 or 21 at the time, and anyone older than 30 seemed like a "real adult" to me, whereas I was still a kid. I felt a bit intimidated, thinking that she was going to find me clueless and immature (HAHAHA to think of that now). But, she turned out to be easy to talk to and over time I grew comfortable talking to her.
::giggles that anyone has ever thought of me as a "lady"::
One day when Robbie and I were chatting, a gal named Trixie showed up, who I had heard a lot about because we had a lot of mutual friends, but had never met. In typical Robbie fashion, five seconds after Trixie showed up and we were introduced, she announced that she had to go and left me with this virtual stranger
Didja ever think that maybe I just had to go? Did you?
Anyway, time passed, the three of us came and went on AIM, as was the wont in those days, and chatted with whoever was around. The three of us didn't make an especial point to chat w/ only each other or anything. At some point, I forget when, I was going home to, and when I mentioned this, Robbie said that she wanted to get together. (Sarea babbles on, so I'm cutting some.) I gave her a general description of myself, but it wasn't going to help much.
Yeah ... she said she was Asian, and I nearly accosted some other poor Asian girl, who probably would've freaked out if I started babbling on about Mulder and Scully.
Close to the Cheesecake Factory in Old Town is a Jamba Juice. I was passing it when Robbie stepped out, and we figured out that we were the people we were supposed to meet. She said that she had gone in to get a lemonade.Now, this was so completely odd to me. In my head I was thinking, "What a strange person. I was right to be cautious. Who goes to Jamba Juice to get a lemonade when we are going to be in a restaurant in five minutes?" So yeah, I thought she was kind of a freak.
Or, you know ... someone who was thirsty. ::rolls eyes::
But despite the fact that [Jade & Ropo] were both so very odd, we all continued to meet up, because we had this crazy interest in X-Files fandom that no one else would understand. Plus they were fun and we had good times together. :D
The next thing I knew, I had gotten a job that required me to move out of state, even though I was staying on the west coast, and
no matter how hard I tried, I just could not shake them loose or cut them out of my lifesomehow we managed to remain close, although our friendship had been relegated back to online chat status.And we still haven't forgiven Sarea for this betrayal.
Partly it could have been that around this time we had a falling out with another friend of ours, and we bonded over it, which helped cement our relationship(s). Partly it was just good timing, that we were able to meet other like-minded individuals, who shared many of the same interests and had similar senses of humor, etc. Whatever it was, by the time the main thing that had brought us together ended (XF), our friendship had evolved beyond it.
And also, though we met through XF and were all involved in it, we met offline very soon after, and so we were "real friends" already. Yeah?
Robbie pretty much lost interest in fandom, whereas Jade and I […] decided that this time around, we'd choose pen names that were closely related, just for kicks. We've questioned the wisdom of doing that since then, but that's how Jade and Sarea came about.
Don't forget about the Lost Okelani Sister, Leilani! ::points to self::
But every time I make a new friend on LJ or elsewhere, I feel the same sense of gratitude that I feel when I think of how I met Jade and Robbie.
Awwwwwww. (Whore.)
Re: Stuff Sarea Left Out (or just plain got wrong)
Date: 2004-11-19 02:12 am (UTC)I'm sorry to take such a hard line, but that's what it means to truly be Okelani.
(The Hawaiian language will try to tell you some shit about "heaven" but they don't know.)
Re: Stuff Sarea Left Out (or just plain got wrong)
Date: 2004-11-19 02:13 am (UTC)Look at my icon. Did you write this reply, or me?
Date: 2004-11-19 02:12 am (UTC)Didja ever think that maybe I just had to go? Did you?
No.
Yeah ... she said she was Asian, and I nearly accosted some other poor Asian girl
Well, what was I going to say? "I have black hair and brown eyes"? Would that have helped?!
Or, you know ... someone who was thirsty. ::rolls eyes::
Most people I knew would have held the urge. Because of the restaurant in five minutes thing. But now that I know you better, it is not the least surprising, and in fact, I now use that moment as the touchstone to understand All Things Robbie.
though we met through XF and were all involved in it, we met offline very soon after, and so we were "real friends" already.
That seems like sound reasoning.
Don't forget about the Lost Okelani Sister, Leilani! ::points to self::
You only get to be Leilani after you've written something!!!
Re: Look at my icon. Did you write this reply, or me?
Date: 2004-11-19 02:15 am (UTC)Oh, and I forgot to write about your jeans, but now it wouldn't make any sense. Except to say that the other Asian girl was wearing a sundress, and you were wearing too-long flared jeans.
Re: Look at my icon. Did you write this reply, or me?
Date: 2004-11-19 02:18 am (UTC)Remind me never to do a comedy routine with you.
If you're never going to finish the story, why don't you just tell me your plot summary. At least then I can glean some enjoyment out of it. Wot say you, eh? </American speaking in bad British accent>
Re: Look at my icon. Did you write this reply, or me?
Date: 2004-11-19 04:00 pm (UTC)Dunno about that! You know you three can take this act on the road, don't you? :p