Mind's Eye meme, take 2
Dec. 24th, 2003 07:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
triadruidReposted because I'm told there were problems with commenting on it yesterday, due to Public/Private confusion on LJ's part...
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chronarchy's journal because it looked like fun; the idea is to take your Friends list (no communities, of course) and post what you think they look like when typing into their LiveJournal. Then, if you like, feel free to correct/congratulate/hit me in comments, of course...
This may be the first time I've helped start a meme..
agrnmn is balancing an inquisitive toddler on one arm as he types, while the Dragonling questions everything he's doing, an internet Poker game (no money) runs in the background... and something simmers away on the stove for 5 minutes too long.
azanthia has perfect poise as she taps the keys of her Mac with laquered nails.. and at least one exhausted lover of indiscriminate gender sleeps in her bed. She had to get up because of a revelation from an earlier conversation, you see.
breathofgold is curled up like a cat in her chair, typing leisurely on her Powerbook while iron_clad does something naughty/wonderful to her neck and shoulders, and a dog curls up under her desk.
casey_rashel is wearing a long t-shirt and her underwear, and has an elfin grin as she regales her friends with stories of some idiot of the world.
chainwoman types sentences (and does quizzes) when she can between her boss walking up and asking her to do just this one more thing.. she's dressed like an office drone, and counting the hours until she can get those shoes off...
chaosdruid is pecking away at something off-color and funny as hell that she got and needs to share, but can't tell her teenager (yet) and her son probably wouldn't get the joke...
chronarchy's office is cluttered with all manner of things he might need soon, including but not limited to a baseball bat and glove (but no ball), two pieces of pagan statuary (possibly the same piece), notes for four different stories/research papers in three piles, and a cat...no, three cats.
diermuid is covered in sawdust/metal shavings/glue, wearing comfortable pants, and washing the aforementioned detritus out of his throat with an entire 2-liter bottle of Pepsi.
eponinechakra isn't dressed in soft leather buckskin, but probably would like to be. Instead she's got some obnoxious t-shirt her elders do not approve of on, and a funky pair of cords. I think she has to type from the library though.
esotericgirl is sneaking on between classes, typing quietly and trying not to laugh out loud at her friends' posts, counting down until the end of the day.
featherynscale is typing at an alarming rate of speed and volume, bouncing in her chair listening to The Smiths as her latest idea takes shape, and she has to share it with somebody before the next one steamrolls over it. She's briefly interrupted, of course, every time someone tries to pet her on account of the velvet/satin/silk/leather piece of "texturally enhanced" clothing she's got on; life's rough.
g_w_bush is being written by a bunch of speechwriters in a smoky room (partly because it's a joke journal; partly not).
hekatatia is typing late at night after coming back from a night of dancing and fun with her husband, still gothed out but her head is a million miles away from the club scene; instead something she saw on the way there made her think of a new grove ritual...
iron_clad isn't typing anything, as he's too busy showering affection on his wife and/or wrestling with the dogs to post.
jaiwitchy is posting between trying to find her shoes, find her daughter's shoes, find her car keys so they can leave, and fend off the HNG who is Instant Messaging her..
jdoryt is writing her post on a laptop under a tree on a farm, for some reason; she took the day off to be outside on account of the good weather.
kcwitch is posting at 2:00 in the morning because she can't sleep, and the house is finally quiet, and she can relax in her jammies with a cup of cocoa and read up on what's happened with her many friends today...
kelafein is typing while doing yoga/kata, inexplicably; however he won't remember to actually post his thoughts until the fifth entry, and put them all out there at once.
kimjerosky has a cup of steaming hot coffee in her hand and is typing from her too-cold office, waiting for her next client to arrive as she worries about her kids, and whether she did the right thing in starting her own business... and then the phone starts ringing.
kittenpants is ensconced in a fluffy pink cozy blue bathrobe, finishing her tea and reading August Pollak, with a cat on her lap and a graphics program opened in the background... and she's running late for work.
leiandra is flopped into her chair, tired from a full day's work and changing the oil in her mother's car; in addition to LiveJournal, she's got Yahoo!IM, AOL IM, ICQ, two telnet windows open to talkers, her webcam, and WinAmp going. Maybe she's not so tired after all...
lysana has only a few minutes, so she's typing standing up, waiting for the bathroom to open up so she can finish getting ready to go out. The house bubbles with activity.
malvito is cursing not-so-silently as he tries to type with those %#%!(*&) Evil finger rings on... he keeps cracking keys with his talons. His screen is lit with red text on black... muahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
naiadea has her favorite underwear on (and that's it), typing in this window while a talker scrolls away in the background. She's been idle for several minutes though because one of the cats came up and asked her a question...
opaljax keeps getting distracted by the movie playing across the room, but she goes back and finishes her comment in a little bit, giggling at her silly friends...
saffronhare is taking a break from writing for a living by writing for fun, dressed with breathtaking authority despite the fact that she's composing a little ditty about sheep and jam...
sannion can't be bothered to type right now since his arms are full of a small squirmy bundle of hair and fingers and toes and eyes named Maia...
zylch is curled up on her armchair, pulled up to the desk, typing away at a truly alarming rate. She's got a term paper open in the background that needs to be done by 9:00am, and three websites of Homeric Greek and contradictory mythologies behind LJ that'll get read by 6:00am...
... Gods, we're a busy lot.
Snatched off of
chronarchy's journal because it looked like fun; the idea is to take your Friends list (no communities, of course) and post what you think they look like when typing into their LiveJournal. Then, if you like, feel free to correct/congratulate/hit me in comments, of course...This may be the first time I've helped start a meme..
agrnmn is balancing an inquisitive toddler on one arm as he types, while the Dragonling questions everything he's doing, an internet Poker game (no money) runs in the background... and something simmers away on the stove for 5 minutes too long.azanthia has perfect poise as she taps the keys of her Mac with laquered nails.. and at least one exhausted lover of indiscriminate gender sleeps in her bed. She had to get up because of a revelation from an earlier conversation, you see.breathofgold is curled up like a cat in her chair, typing leisurely on her Powerbook while iron_clad does something naughty/wonderful to her neck and shoulders, and a dog curls up under her desk.casey_rashel is wearing a long t-shirt and her underwear, and has an elfin grin as she regales her friends with stories of some idiot of the world.chainwoman types sentences (and does quizzes) when she can between her boss walking up and asking her to do just this one more thing.. she's dressed like an office drone, and counting the hours until she can get those shoes off...chaosdruid is pecking away at something off-color and funny as hell that she got and needs to share, but can't tell her teenager (yet) and her son probably wouldn't get the joke...chronarchy's office is cluttered with all manner of things he might need soon, including but not limited to a baseball bat and glove (but no ball), two pieces of pagan statuary (possibly the same piece), notes for four different stories/research papers in three piles, and a cat...no, three cats.diermuid is covered in sawdust/metal shavings/glue, wearing comfortable pants, and washing the aforementioned detritus out of his throat with an entire 2-liter bottle of Pepsi.eponinechakra isn't dressed in soft leather buckskin, but probably would like to be. Instead she's got some obnoxious t-shirt her elders do not approve of on, and a funky pair of cords. I think she has to type from the library though.esotericgirl is sneaking on between classes, typing quietly and trying not to laugh out loud at her friends' posts, counting down until the end of the day.featherynscale is typing at an alarming rate of speed and volume, bouncing in her chair listening to The Smiths as her latest idea takes shape, and she has to share it with somebody before the next one steamrolls over it. She's briefly interrupted, of course, every time someone tries to pet her on account of the velvet/satin/silk/leather piece of "texturally enhanced" clothing she's got on; life's rough.g_w_bush is being written by a bunch of speechwriters in a smoky room (partly because it's a joke journal; partly not).hekatatia is typing late at night after coming back from a night of dancing and fun with her husband, still gothed out but her head is a million miles away from the club scene; instead something she saw on the way there made her think of a new grove ritual...iron_clad isn't typing anything, as he's too busy showering affection on his wife and/or wrestling with the dogs to post.jaiwitchy is posting between trying to find her shoes, find her daughter's shoes, find her car keys so they can leave, and fend off the HNG who is Instant Messaging her..jdoryt is writing her post on a laptop under a tree on a farm, for some reason; she took the day off to be outside on account of the good weather.kcwitch is posting at 2:00 in the morning because she can't sleep, and the house is finally quiet, and she can relax in her jammies with a cup of cocoa and read up on what's happened with her many friends today...kelafein is typing while doing yoga/kata, inexplicably; however he won't remember to actually post his thoughts until the fifth entry, and put them all out there at once.kimjerosky has a cup of steaming hot coffee in her hand and is typing from her too-cold office, waiting for her next client to arrive as she worries about her kids, and whether she did the right thing in starting her own business... and then the phone starts ringing.kittenpants is ensconced in a leiandra is flopped into her chair, tired from a full day's work and changing the oil in her mother's car; in addition to LiveJournal, she's got Yahoo!IM, AOL IM, ICQ, two telnet windows open to talkers, her webcam, and WinAmp going. Maybe she's not so tired after all...lysana has only a few minutes, so she's typing standing up, waiting for the bathroom to open up so she can finish getting ready to go out. The house bubbles with activity.malvito is cursing not-so-silently as he tries to type with those %#%!(*&) Evil finger rings on... he keeps cracking keys with his talons. His screen is lit with red text on black... muahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!naiadea has her favorite underwear on (and that's it), typing in this window while a talker scrolls away in the background. She's been idle for several minutes though because one of the cats came up and asked her a question...opaljax keeps getting distracted by the movie playing across the room, but she goes back and finishes her comment in a little bit, giggling at her silly friends...saffronhare is taking a break from writing for a living by writing for fun, dressed with breathtaking authority despite the fact that she's composing a little ditty about sheep and jam...sannion can't be bothered to type right now since his arms are full of a small squirmy bundle of hair and fingers and toes and eyes named Maia...zylch is curled up on her armchair, pulled up to the desk, typing away at a truly alarming rate. She's got a term paper open in the background that needs to be done by 9:00am, and three websites of Homeric Greek and contradictory mythologies behind LJ that'll get read by 6:00am...... Gods, we're a busy lot.
