A request

[stephbg]

I have a request of the Egoboo(st) variety: please do me the favour of reading one of my blog posts and responding with a comment. Compliment me, correct me, query me, or challenge me*. Share a related anecdote, or link to one of your own relevant posts. Go back as far as you'd like, or look at yesterday. Be anonymous if you wish. My only condition is that the response not be a *hug* or some expression of sympathy.

I think "needy" is the word you're looking for. And proud of it.

(*) Seriously, someone needs to call me out on my bullsh*t on occasion. Punish me. I've been a bad girl. Probably.

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[callistra.livejournal.com]

A passenger in a taxi leaned forward to ask the driver a question and tapped him on the shoulder. .
The driver screamed, lost control of the cab, nearly hit a bus, drove up over the curb, and for a few moments everything was silent in the cab, and then the still shaking driver said, "I'm sorry, but you scared the daylights out of me."
The frightened passenger, apologized to the driver, and said he hadn't realized a mere tap on the shoulder would frighten him so much.
The driver replied, "No, no, I'm sorry, it's entirely my fault. Today is my first day driving a cab . I've been driving a hearse for the last 23 years

[stephbg.livejournal.com]

LOL

[callistra.livejournal.com]

Tickle Me Elmo:

There is a factory in Northern Minnesota which makes
the Tickle Me Elmo toys. The toy laughs when you tickle
it under the arms.

Well, Lena is hired at The Tickle Me Elmo factory and
she reports for her first day promptly at 8:00 AM.

The next day at 8:45 AM there is a knock at the
Personnel Manager's door. The Foreman throws
open the door and begins to rant about the new
employee.

He complains that she is incredibly slow and the whole
line is backing up, putting the entire production line
behind schedule.

The Personnel Manager decides he should see this for
himself, so the 2 men march down to the factory floor.
When they get there the line is so backed up that there
are Tickle Me Elmo's all over the factory floor and they're
really beginning to pile up.

At the end of the line stands Lena surrounded by mountains
of Tickle Me Elmo's. She has a roll of plush red fabric and a
huge bag of small marbles.

The 2 men watch in amazement as she cuts a little piece
of fabric, wraps it around two marbles and begins to
carefully sew the little package between Elmo's legs.

The Personnel Manager bursts into laughter.
After several minutes of hysterics he pulls himself
together and approaches Lena ..

'I'm sorry,' he says to her, barely able to keep a straight face,
'but I think you misunderstood the instructions I gave you
yesterday...'

'Your job is to give Elmo two test tickles'.

[baby-elvis.livejournal.com]

Previous cat entry commented on.

[huckle.livejournal.com]

Today I found out it has been 355 days since I hopped on the Wii fit. I gave it up 355 days ago when I found that if you stand on it whilst completely plastered, it subtracts about 10 years from your estimated age.
It did congratulate me on losing 4 kilos in 355 days, though. I will have to set up a Wii avatar to weigh bags when we go away - I don't own any scales but now I realise that through the Wii, I do.

I like reading your blog, you are always an entertaining writer and I always click through your shortcuts.

[stephbg.livejournal.com]

Do you have to move furniture out of the way to use the Wii? I've always thought that would be a barrier to regular usage, but then I've got a huge solid coffee table.

[baby-elvis.livejournal.com]

Oo, where are you going to?

[leecetheartist.livejournal.com]

How often do you comment on other people's journals?

[stephbg.livejournal.com]

Many many times per day!

[baby-elvis.livejournal.com]

It's true - she's an excellent commenter

[leecetheartist.livejournal.com]

Do you get into discussions in the comments, or is it just a stimulus/response thing?

Are there people you find yourself commenting more with, or do you maintain an even spread?

[leecetheartist.livejournal.com]

I have no idea where we're going with this...don't ask me to comment or question on commenting on your comments when I'm this sleepy.

[stephbg.livejournal.com]

In sleepi veritas.

[stephbg.livejournal.com]

(a) I'm happy to sustain a dialogue, and

(b) I will stick my oar in anywhere. As it says in my profile, a lurker I ain't.

If I'm a troll I am oblivious to the fact. But I don't think I am, and I trust my friends to tell me if they notice.

[transcendancing.livejournal.com]

My friend picked me up in West Perth the other night to have dessert with me and take me home, and he'd just met a special someone. He was so smitten and distracted by the butterflies in his tummy, that in heading to Cannington he took several wrong turns up to and including ending up on Freeway North :P We had to turn around at Hutton St :P It was delightfully hilarious :)