December 6th, 2011

byakuya, sexyy!(:

Writer's Block: Bless you!

Bullshit. Like legit. I can't stop sneezing when people spout bs. Ha, actually im just kidding. But that'd be pretty cool(: I am not allergic. As far as i know that is. Like i haven't had allergies or anything yet in my life so i consider i'm not allergic. Thank god, allergies seem like a bitch. 
What are you allergic to?
steaming teapot

Writer's Block: Bless you!

What are you allergic to?

3 categories
things other people experience--cats, grass & tree pollen
medical--ibruprophen
things people look at me oddly for when i tell them--nutrasweet [the aspertame], lipton tea [yes only lipton, though i stay away from Sir Thomas items just to be safe]and curry [yes i know its a mixture of spices but really i have no interest in testing which one(s) i'm truly allergic to].

carrots (raw or cooked) and the scent of cut pine make me kinda queasy.
rainbow, unicorn

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Like a true fanmonkey, my imaginary friends were book characters. They were fairy versions of the girls from W.IT.C.H., and I wrote horrible Mary-Sue crossover fic with them and Cartoon Network characters. I've eventually moved on to various anime (Naruto, FMA, Inuyasha), then Runaways, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and now RP(F? I'm not sure what the proper writing protocol is for that)

I AM A BAD PERSON, IT IS ESTABLISHED NOW, OKAY?

Ugh so much regret for my childhood.
Swan grace

Writer's Block: Bless you!

The last but one shampoo or conditioner I bought. It's been over a week with a very itchy scalp and back of neck and shoulders. I am not impressed. I've never had anything like this happen to me before, and it's bloody uncomfortable.

Nickel too. You're reading the post of someone who was allergic to her original wedding ring.
What are you allergic to?
Dance

Writer's Block: Bless you!

What are you allergic to?


The active ingredient in Astelin nasal decongestant. It's some sort of histamine-doohickey, I don't remember the specific details of what Hope (Dr. Hope at that!) told me.
This interesting little factoid was discovered the day before my wedding, when I took the stuff the night before to clear up my horribly congested head and woke up the next morning covered in hives. Serves me right for letting my mother talk me into taking one of her prescriptions.
Those of you who have heard the story before know what happened next - there was an emergency walk-in appointment with Mom's doctor and a ten minute conversation involving such phrases as "no really, it's NOT bridal nerves" and "ummm, actually, I don't have health insurance right now." The doctor pulled some strings and handed me enough sample packs of what I needed to both clear up the hives and take care of the chest inflammation she discovered I had. Added to the list of Virginia's maid of honor duties the next day, in addition to "hold the bride's bouquet during the ceremony", "give a toast at the reception", and "sew the bride back into her dress when a seam rips in the middle of the evening" was also "store the bride's drugs in your purse and hand them over when she starts getting red splotches all over her skin."
Annoying as all hell at the time? Absolutely. But it makes for a great story now.
paranoid dog

Writer's Block: Ahphhhhhhhhhffft

What are you allergic to?


LOVE.

Aside from that, did you know that the human body--which is so miraculous thanks to its wonderful, wonderful quirks--can imitate allergy symptoms without afflicting you with actual allergies?

'Cause that's what I have.

I can't remember the name of this malady, so I'm going to opt for "Fuck This."

As a sufferer of Fuck This, I sneeze constantly. When I'm not sneezing, my nose is congested and/or running. I have a cortisone-based nasal spray that does wonders, but of course it costs a skillion dollars because it's made out of unicorn tears or something.

Who has two thumbs and a Dristan addiction? This gaaaaaal!

Bonus trivia: The past generation has seen a huge surge in allergy sufferers in the developed world, and some researchers believe that has something to do with the fact that most of us generally don't suffer from worms anymore. Used to be we'd serve as a fleshy cargo ship for tapeworms at all times, and when we all decided we'd had enough of that shit (ha), our bodies reacted by turning our immune systems against us.

B I O L O G Y ! ! !
  • sueriot

Writer's Block: Bless you!

I get hayfever, which is an allergy to pollen, but that's about it. I am fairly lucky when it comes to things like that. Especially because I know people who can get deathly sick when they get any contact with a certain thing. I am extremely grateful that I don 't have to live with anything like that. 

I was at Aberdeen over the weekend. It was to see 2 of my friends from school, and to celebrate their birthdays with them. We just had a party in the flat, and went shopping, and just really spent some girly time together. It was great, even the fact that I had to get MegaBus up was fine, because any transfers went through very smoothly. It was fun. 

I think I am fairly lucky as far as friends go. Three of my closest friends, are girls I met at school. Which is scary considering next summer, marks 10 years since I left school. *shivers* It doesn't feel like that long, and it actually scares me that it has been. Especially considering they all have great jobs (nurse, lawyer and Primary School teacher), and I see myself working in a call centre part time cause I can get fuck all else. It isn't exactly where I envisioned my life being. 

But I don't think anyone ever goes exactly where they want to be in life. There are always things that make you wish that things had happened differently. It's just life I guess. 

What are you allergic to?
Abel Nightroad - Black Wings

Writer's Block: Bless you!

When I was a kid I was diagnosed with a lot of allergies like: pollen, bananas, dust, eggs, you name it. Luckily with time most of the allergies disappeared. However I still suffer the only two allergies that can be a real problem for me: bees and zulfa (a component in some medicines), the two can cause me an anaphylactic shock and with that even death.
Just great, don't you think so? *sarcastic tone*
What are you allergic to?
Jesus Spoony

Writer's Block: Bless you!

What are you allergic to?

Most strong smelling perfumes, colognes, and aerosol products such as hair spray and air fresheners. They make me cough, sneeze, and give me horrible sinus headaches. Even just walking past someone at work who has too much perfume on can set off an attack. It's just awful. Luckily, they normally don't last very long as long as I can get away from the offending smell fairly quickly.

Вопрос дня: Театр

Ходите ли Вы в театр?
Очень нравится ходить в театр на балет и оперетту. Чуть меньше люблю оперу, т.к. не всегда понимаю, что поют :) Хотелось бы делать это чаще чем 1-2 раза в год.
80Yamamoto

Writer's Block: Bless you!

Most tragically, I have since resigned myself to the fact that I am allergic to the cute furry furballs that are hammies.  Hiazzzz.... Just 1 weekend of contact with them hammies, all 3 of them, 2 from the office and Jiaer's Robo hammie whom I am babysitting for the 2 weeks she is away on holiday.   And here I go, sneezing the hell out of my nose, sniffing away, itchy eyes and scratchy throat, oh gosh, it is terrible or what, just for that few moment of playing with the hammies, tickling their white underbelly and just fussing about them.

I have since returned the 2 office hammies to the office after their weekend stay at my place but Robo hammie Coffee is still at my place and he is so skittish and refuse to let anyone handle him.  In fact, he is so scared of human contact that he runs away as soon as you approach him.  Ah I am not used to Robos cos I prefer winter whites which are easier to tame.  Xiao Bai Cai the Pearl Winter White is so affectionate that he will come scrambling to the cage door when anyone approach <3  Though Xiaohei is more of the nonchalant type, unless it is hungry and you have food in hand.  Or you can just warrant a nasty chomp down from it as well, I should know the best, cos I got bitten so many times and unfortunately, the bites will cause my fingers to swell cos I am allergic to them.  URRGH.


So here he is, Coffee the very shy Robo hammie! 

What are you allergic to?
button in scotland

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


I have been told that i had an imaginary monkey when I was very small. I told my grandfather he had to change seats at breakfast once, because he was sitting on my monkey.

When I was 16-ish my best friend Juli and I shared an imaginary boyfriend named 'Adam'. We'd leave a seat in between us at the movie theatre for him. He actually saved Juli's life one night when she was driving very late and kept herself awake by talking to him.
shikamaru

Writer's Block: Bless you!

I'm allergic to bees now, apparently.
It used to be just red ants but that part of my life has passed, thankfully.
At one point I even used to be allergic to the
plastic chairs in my elementary school. It had a bad reaction with the skin on the back of my legs, so I wasn't allowed to wear skirts ever again. I grew to dislike them, anyways. XD
What are you allergic to?
Last Unicorn
  • graycub

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


When I was 4-5 years old I had an imaginary friend named Marie (or maybe Maria) who was 16 years old, lived in an invisible tree house across the street from my house and wished that my mom would let her babysit.

When I was in 6th grade I imagined I was accompanied around school by the ghost of a boy who had died and been buried under the flagstone back steps of the school. His spirit was released when the flagstone at the top of the stairs froze and cracked in the winter of my 6th grade year and I was the only one who could see him. Eventually I event dreamed that the strange elevated, stone porch the stairs led to hid a small chamber where my ghostly boyfriend and I might rest.
David hysterical

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?

Haha, oh yes. Pretty much every celebrity that I had a crush on when I was little became one of my imaginary friends. I told regergasereht about them, and we came to collectively call them "The Guys". Some of the more prominent ones were Michael J. Fox and Marc Summers, and they weren't ordinary sized. We could shrink them down so they could fit into our backpacks and come to school with us and shit, and they were invisible, so no one else could see them. We used to make up stories about them, mostly to entertain ourselves on the schoolbus, and I very clearly remember one of them, Larry having a nervous breakdown. He was actually the only one that I/we didn't have a crush on at some point, and he only became one of The Guys because he replaced one of the others as host of a children's game show. We did not approve of this, and we liked to torture him by making up crazy stories as a result.

It occurs to me that these were the beginning of my days as a writer, because I still like to torture my characters. Good times :P
Narnia
  • alivion

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


I had three. One was a germ named Germo, being a germ meant he was so small that no one could see him without a microscope (Germo had a friend named Germette, but she doesn't quite count becuase she was Germo's friend and not mine).
The other was an invisible brain named Brainy. He had little tiny brain feet and he could run and think at the same time.
cupcake

Writer's Block: Scents and sensibility

What is your favorite smell?


I have quite a few actually.

I love the smell of rain, freshly cut grass, coffee beans, cinnamon, gasoline when you're at the station filling up.

I love the smell of my cat, he smells like my husband mostly but he also has a very distinct scent that's very much him and just makes me happy. Kind of like how people describe their babies heads and how they breathe them in. We don't have any kids yet so I guess he sort of fills that role. =)

I love the smell of the wind in the Autumn. I live in Ohio and there is a very unique smell when the wind blows through the trees in the Fall. I love the smell of American Cream conditioner from Lush, but not for the same reason as everyone else that loves it. I love the smell of everything I bake but I never seem to eat what I bake, I'm always sending them off to my husbands employees. I love the smell of duct tape, play dough, funnel cakes, and cotton candy (the actual stuff not the generic cotton candy smell that everything seems to have).

Oh I could go on forever I'm sure but I believe this is getting a bit long so I'll stop there. =)
cupcake

Writer's Block: Fear factor

What are you afraid of?


I'm not necessarily afraid of dying so much as what comes after, if anything. I think it's the not knowing that gets to me. I like to know what's going to happen. This may sound a bit defeatest and odd but I'm also afraid to go to sleep most of the time for fear that I won't wake up. I realize that I'm only 26 but who knows when my time will be up. There are so many things I want to do in my life and I really don't want to leave that list incomplete.
acid trip

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?



As a child, I tried harder than ever to believe I had imaginary friends. I just couldn't. No one was my friend, not even imaginary, when I was young enough for it to be appropriate. I'm probably more capable of having an imaginary friend NOW than I was when I was a kid. Nothing was imaginary to me. Everything was real & it wasn't a nice reality either. I got picked on so much and my "friends" that were real people weren't even real, they made up lies and stories that were really funny, but in the end they were just lies, my parents fought and complained about eachother to me (actually just my mom mostly). I didn't even realize the psychological effect it had on me until....now?

People aren't really supposed to be that cynical and unimaginative when they're young. I was a really good artist though somehow. Well, really creative. I wrote stories. I guess that was my depiction of an imaginary friend. I made up imaginary characters. I read books. I found it all a couple of months back and was impressed with my younger self for being so intelligent for a 10 year old. Certain life circumstances haven't really helped at all in terms of personal growth & advancement, and I'm really hating it now that I'm in my early 20's and everything is so weird. I guess I can make up an imaginary friend now. I think god is like an imaginary friend, or an imaginary friend is like god, or something like that. I don't talk to it though and it's not as if anything is real. I don't see the point. Which is exactly why it's imaginary. I know it's not real, it's just there because I'm looney. I fucking meet people all the time now who believe in aliens and zombies. That's life taking a pretty big step backwards, isn't it?

Oh, hi old livejournal. Hi, old friends I once abandoned. Maybe you'll read this and get a kick out of it but you probably won't because no one bothers to listen to what I say anymore even if it's random, out-of-nowhere brilliance.
calvin

Writer's Block: Friends forever

No, but I used to imagine that I was the ruler of the forest surrounding my house, especially during the spring when my daffodil warriors came to greet me.  Daffodils are fighting flowers, you know.  Spring never officially happened until they met me in my forest.  They used to hide under the leaves and attack anyone that trespassed.    

And apple blossoms were the royal court.  And mushrooms envied the honeysuckle because they smelled so good and the mushrooms smelled like dirt.  And acorns took off their caps to greet me, and if they didn't, then I tore them off anyway and threw them to the ground so the squirrels would eat them.  It was all to keep order, you see.  I didn't like weeds and briars in one particular place.  I dug up daffodils and replanted them in a circle in my favorite spot so I could have my own throne room.    Made a throne from an old stump.  I used to read out there, except when it rained.  Then I played in the creek and listened to the water sing.  

Yeah, I didn't have imaginary friends.  I had an entire realm of imaginary servants.  I still smile when I see daffodils every year.  They'll always be my favorite flowers.  

Oh, and my dog Pepper used to talk to me.  She used to beat me at cards.  
Did you have imaginary friends growing up?
Dante: ♥

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


I'm not quite sure how to explain this. As long as I remember, I never had imaginary friends. Growing up pretty much alone, sick, and isolated led me to begin talking with myself as if someone were with me. It got my grandmother concerned I was sent to counseling. It didn't make it go away, but I felt better knowing I had someone else to talk to.

It all stopped when I got into college. I may occasionally cuss at my self or say something to the TV, but it's usually provoked. As in. I do not talk to myself anymore. At least not now and not like I used to.
karen gillan: shy ginger

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


I'm not sure how I would describe my "imaginary friends" and imagination. I know that I had some type of imaginary "friendship" as a child and I know that, to a certain degree, I still kind of do. I have this tendency to live my life in a series of dreams and daydreams. I don't know if there were actual "imaginary friends" involved when I was a kid or if I just imagined doing wild and crazy things by myself.
A Secret Is Out

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


Yes because I was a loser that no one wanted to talk too~;_; Mostly cause all I talked about was books and pokemon XD It's still that way today actually, except I have real friends and discuss the complicated issues brought up in Pokemon instead of how awesome Pikachu is~

But those imaginary friends turned into my characters for the amazing epic story I've been working on since like seventh grade? Once it's published it'll be the best book ever <33

My visions are grand~:D

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


I don't remember him at all, my mom said I was about 4 and his name was Frank and he could drive and apparently he was mostly trotted out when I wanted to go somewhere and Mom wouldn't take me and I would offer to let Frank drive. She wasn't concerned because he was always "standing right beside me". ... =)
angel
  • chokiba

Writer's Block: Talent show

I am a writer.  It is what I am and always have been.  I don't say it as bragging, but as a fact.  I don't know how to do anything but write.  Alright I can do things like be a cashier, answers phones, cook, and all of that.  But those things are just jobs.  They're just chores and tasks that I have to go through.  Music and writing though.  Those things keep me sane.  And when it comes to writing, that becomes everything that I am.  It is the only thing that I can ever imagine holding onto for the rest of my life really.
What is something you do well?
Sweet boy

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?
I had a vivid imagination, but no true imaginary friends according to my mother. I know I used to think my dolls were real, though, and that they'd come to life the minute I left the room, so that may count.

I am, however, getting to experience the joy of having a toddler who has an imaginary friend. Teb's friend is Timmy the sheep. I only hear about him if I ask these days and it seems he mostly plays with him while at school. I think it's adorable and I love watching him at all sorts of imaginitive play. This weekend he drove his car around and randomly parked to go visit with his teachers at school.
  • ba1126

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?
No, I had 4 brothers and my sister, only 15 months younger than me. I have two stories about my kids, though. My oldest had an imaginary friend, who apparently lived in the neighborhood. She often went to the side porch and called messages, like "Rina, I want you to come over and play today!"

My oldest son used to walk around the neighborhood looking for boys his age to play with. Most of the kids in the neighborhood were older and in school. One day he came home and told us about playing with his friend, Sean. After that, he went often and played with Sean. Many years later, we met Sean and his family!! WE were amazed and said "And all this time we thought Sean was imaginary!! and his sister responded "You mean there really IS a Joey!! We thought HE was imaginary!!"
the girl kitty

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?
Yes, and I wish I had more both imaginary and real because it would help build a base with understanding of more types of characters who might subsequently appear in my writing. I did not have the energy to build a set of connections for my own trustworthy support system. Little kids who can't be expected to treat other well because they really don't have the brain and control of an adult tease each other and hit each other and that experience is supposed to help you to become a normal adult. (I'm not advocating that kid's playing does not help with imagination building and that there are functions in a kid's brain and childhood interaction amongst kids that doesn't have strong positive effects in making connections or problem solving or other ways). Sadly enough, I consider that one of the most important things adults have to teach their kids is how to stand up for themselves amongst the brainless children and teenagers who are out to get them so they can gain power. Seems to me to be something that requires too much energy when children and teenagers should be able to focus on more important things like studying and building a future. I wish I'd had friends of all ages, but that wasn't the case.

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


I lived in Alaska till I was 6. The closest thing to a friend was the kid with a Nintendo who lived a mile up the dirt road. I was also an only child. I never really believed in god. I had no imaginary friends. None. I've been a realist since birth. Being in Alaska, you could say I was a "Lone Wolf". I wasn't really "raised" by wolves I had human parents (I think), but wolves were near by somewhere and I knew of them. Therefor since I was an only child and wolves were near me you could say I was raised by them due to geographical association.. Even though I had no real interaction with them. Moose though, I saw and feed a lot of them. They were actually really friendly creatures. Maybe I was raised by Moose. I am a lone Moose. Yeah, Lone Moose. Fear the Moose.

- Lone Wolf/Moose
korra
  • owldee

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


The Raggedy Doctor.

...

*needs to stop watching Doctor Who*

Seriously though, many. That I sadly can't recall. Although I do seem to remember having an imaginary sister. My brother and I are the best of friends but...I guess I've always kind of wished for a sister too. (The funny thing is, I'm the only one in my immediate family that does not have a sister.)
shotjustified

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?

Maybe...I mean, I'm a fiction writer, so maybe I still do. I pretended a lot, but I'm not sure I ever did it in TV-commercial fashion like "You're sitting in Lola's chair," Not least because I didn't grow up in a sitcom where parents are required to go along with that sort of stuff for weeks at a time(see also: monsters in the closet, under the bed) I had nightmares when I was a kid because we lived below a guy who had a motorcycle and sometimes did diagnostics on it by revving it indoors. Mom had to go make him stop.(she told me later)
Kids on TV also always have these elaborate bedtime-story rituals...maybe I aced myself out of that by learning to read so early?And here I didn't end up a super-genius, or anything. That doesn't seem fair. Any advantage/sense I got of being ahead for my age was totally cancelled by puberty or before, except the ongoing sense that a lot of stuff other people do is pretty silly.

Вопрос дня: Bless you!

Действительно, а почему не по русски? Английский, это сокращенный вариант русского языка. Вот например, слово Bless (БЛЕС), которое в заголовке вопроса, есть просто сокращенный слэнг от прекрасного русского слова "БЛагоСловлю". (Заглавными я выделил те буквы, которые они оставили) Но русское слово "Благо Слово" наполненно глубоким смыслом. А Bless, это просто слэнг. 
 Чтобы не быть голословным, еще пример: английское слово love (ЛАВ), это сленг от русского слова "ЛюбоВь", означающего: "ЛЮди БОга Ведают". Видите, в русском языке это слово наполнено глубоким смыслом, а английское - слэнг, набор букв, сокращенный (торопливый) вариант русского слова.
What are you allergic to?
Crazy dancing mouse

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?


Not really...I did have voices in my head. They kept repeating everything I would said, so I jinxed them all, and would only let a couple of them talk after that. It helped that I didn't know all of their names. There were 20 of them; 10 male, 10 female.

I also have always had a couple of spirits that follow me around. The last time someone counted, there were five, but I think that changes from time to time. They're cool...they keep to themselves for the most part. I'm not sure why they're attracted to me. Maybe because I don't bother them either.
FN: Bubbles
  • kiwiria

Writer's Block: Friends forever

Did you have imaginary friends growing up?

One. His name was "Storedyr" (literally translated "Big animal". I don't remember if I ever actually believed him to be real though - I have a feeling I only thought him up because "kids were supposed to have imaginary friends". He was older than me, but not a person as much as a creature - although whether animal or fantastic I can't really say... I don't think I ever made that distinction.

I think he hung around from about age 4-5 to age 6-7, so not that long at all. He didn't show up often, but he was handy to have around when my sisters didn't want to play ;-) I'd play games with him (e.g. kalaha) and cheat so that I won.
Artist

Writer's Block: Bless you!

What are you allergic to?


Oh so many things:
Cats, fresh pineapple, pollen, dust, and maybe dogs. Popping 24 hour allergy pills does the trick for the most part.

Cats:
I can be in the same room as a cat, without touching it and be just fine - maybe a sneeze or two. But I can't NOT pet the kitties, I MUST SNUGGLE KITTY! I'm fine as long as I don't rub my eyes after playing with one, but I do get a little snifflie. If I rub my eyes after playing with a cat, my eyes swell up, which sucks verily. Although this allergy effects me less the longer I'm exposed to cats. When I lived in Queens, Mike's cat was up in our place all the time, so after moving to New Hampshire, Feral (roomies' cat) didn't bother me at all. Some visits to the in-laws are worse than others, since they have four cats and I don't live with any cats now.

Fresh Pineapple:
I can eat the canned stuff or something that's been sitting cut for a few days and rinsed off a bit. If it's freshly cut, it makes my mouth itch. Nothing serious, it's just annoying.

Pollen:
Since I didn't grow up in Minnesota, or in farm land, I think it's corn or wheat pollen. Late June until the first hard frost in the fall or winter is a very miserable time for me. Breathing hurts, my eyes itch and water, and I sneeze all the time.

Dust:
When I was a kid, dusting would make my eyes swell up so badly I couldn't see. Now living in MN, we have the settled pollen all over the place. Oh how I loath dusting. It literally makes me sick.

Dogs:
OH NO! NOT THE PUPPIES! It's not serious, I get a little itchy around my jaw and neck. I started noticing it a year or two before our dog Molly died, and I was afraid my parents would take her back to the breeder, so I didn't tell them about it. *LOL*