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01 June 2006 @ 10:32 pm
Some Memes that I was Tagged for and Forgot to Do...  

Since Tiff and I are working on a joint post regarding the infamous Vegas trip and it isn't ready yet, I figured I'd fulfill some old memes that I was tagged for and that I haven't yet completed.

So first up:  The Letter Meme

1.  Limer--a word born of too many evenings in the Hell Circles of TWoP.  When shaych_03 and I got fed up with the Casey Haters over at TWoP ragging on Casey's lime green clothing, et al., we came up with the word Limer, meaning a fan of Diane Neal/Casey Novak.  There were so few of us then and we were so unpopular, it was cool.  Now there are Limers everywhere!  Which is a cool thing in and of itself. 

2.  Limes--as in the fruit.  I frequently eat them whole, including the skins.  I don't eat the seeds if they have any, but everything else is fair game.  I use them in lots of foodstuffs too: lime and tonics, meat marinades, desserts.  To me, the lime is a perfect food, usable in almost anything.  And it's tasty too.

3.  Lesbian--a different kind of fruit?  LOL  I've been a lesbian all my life, as far as I can tell.  When I was three, my mother said I was infatuated with Karen Valentine on TV.  When I was five, I hid from our babysitter, Daphne, because I thought she was too pretty.  When I was seven, I told my mother that I was going to grow up and marry Jaclyn Smith from the Charlie's Angels because she needed me to "take care of her".  I officially came out when I was 22, which apparently was no surprise to anyone.

4.  Las Vegas--my favorite place to be at the moment.  That's where Tiff lives.  I guess you can put 1 and 1 together on that.  :D

5.  Left--my favorite direction.  Probably because I am left-handed and have always been proud of that fact.  When I was young, a Catholic priest tried to get my mother to "re-train" me to use my right hand and she refused.  Way to go, Mom!

6.  Languages--a hobby of mine.  I wish I could learn them all.  As it is, I have some knowledge of the following: French, Spanish, German, Italian, Cherokee, Lakota, Gaelic, Hebrew, and Klingon.  ;)

7.  Learning--my life-long goal.  I am not happy unless I am learning.  Learning means so much to me and to see my niece learning so much at such a young age makes me so happy.  I'm fascinated by how a child learns.  I hope I'm still learning right up until the day I die.

8.  Lullaby--there are few moments as beautiful to me as those that I have spent singing lullabies to my niece and nephew. 

9.  Life--I am grateful for mine.  Last year, I almost lost my life a number of times and a great team of surgeons kept me alive against the odds.  And because of their expertise, I lead as normal a life as anyone could ask, even without a large intestine.  Every day, I try to remember what my life was like back then--when I couldn't keep water down, when I couldn't leave the house and later even the bed, when I was taking 29 pills a day to stay alive, when I was anemic because of the loss of blood.  I try to remember what my life was like back then and then I realize what my life is like now.  I not only keep water down, it's practically the only thing I drink.  I leave the house to go to work, to travel, to eat out, to visit my family, my friends, my girlfriend.  If I'm staying in bed, it's because of that wonderful girlfriend and not because I can't leave it on my own.  I take only a daily aspirin for my migraines instead of 29 pills.  I give blood, plasma, and platelets now because I am no longer anemic and there are others who need my help in that way.  I got my life back.  Maybe I didn't deserve a second-chance, but I got it and I'll be damned if I waste it.

10.  Love--I think it's important to love openly, even though there is the danger of being hurt.  I used to think differently.  I was hurt so badly once that I swore I would never, ever open myself to that kind of hurting again.  I truly believed that I could live without the hope of love.  I was wrong.  Wonderfully, blessedly wrong.  It's important to go ahead with your loving even after being hurt.  It's important to share the best parts of yourself with someone else, even if it could possibly end badly, or even just end.  Permanence shouldn't be the goal in our loving.  The loving itself should be the goal.  Share what makes you unique amongst your peers with someone and accept their uniqueness in return.  Let that be the balm for the hurting.

Okay, I was also tagged for the Six Weird Things meme but I can't for the life of me remember who tagged me!  If it was you, let me know!

1.  Say I'm working on a task at work and--woo hoo!--I finish it.  I put away my supplies, pat myself on the back, and look at the next thing on my list of things to do.  I get out my supplies for the next task and look at the clock.  Oh no!  It's only 10:23am!  I will sit quietly and wait for two minutes until the clock hits 10:25am because I cannot willingly start a task unless the time is a multiple of 5.

2.  When I write, I research.  Incessantly and sometimes for no reason that you would be able to discern from reading the story.  For instance, when I wrote my latest C/O story, The Awakening, I shopped for houses in Falls Church until I found one I thought suitable for Matt Novak to live in.  I kept a picture of it on my harddrive to look at when I needed inspiration.  Also, the inn that Casey and Olivia stayed in to--ahem--consummate their relationship is a real inn in DC, called the Tabard Inn.  They stayed in room 50.  If you go to the inn's website and check out the room, you'll see why I chose it.  ;)  Other examples of deep research?  In Diamonds and Rust, I shopped for Casey and Olivia's row house in Astoria that they were raising JP and Eliana in.  Kept a picture of that and the Stabler vacation home used in the final scene on my harddrive for inspiration.  I also knew the names and ages of every last guest at the Stablers' Thanksgiving dinner even though I only mentioned maybe 10 out of the 30 of them.  The restaurant in my short piece, Busted, is an actual restaurant and the description I use is based on interior photographs and maps.  Also real and photographed from that story?  The hotel they end up in, the clover-green mini dress, the purple V-string panties, and the shoes Casey is wearing.

3.  Because I work in a health care setting, I am required to wear a photobadge at all times while on hospital property.  I wear mine on a lanyard around my neck.  It has what I call a "swivel pin" which the badges are attached to, allowing the badge to flip over or turn around without twisting the lanyard all up.  I cannot stand to have the badge facing the wrong way.  I check it eleventy-billion times a day so that it has become almost a tic.  It's like the Picard Maneuver but not as cool. 
Erin stands.  Erin pats her badge/belly.  Erin looks at her badge/belly.  Erin flips badge around.  Eleventy-billion times.  Not. cool. at. all.

4.  I have been throwing Tarot for exactly half of my life this year.  There are a few processes by which you can know the card that represents you in a throw/spread but for me, I didn't have to puzzle that piece out.  From the day that I started with my first Tarot deck until today, the card that most often represents me in throws/spreads is the Justice card.  It has been such a mainstay in my Tarot experience that now I choose decks by how well I like the art on the Justice card and the Death card.  For a long time, I didn't understand the significance of the Justice card in conjunction to me.  In fact, it was only last year that someone said to me "You have a highly-developed sense of justice.  No wonder people piss you off."  After that, I saw the light, as it were.  I do have a highly-developed--some would say over-developed--sense of justice.  If there is injustice in a situation in which I am involved, no one else--involved or not--will have any peace until the situation is either rectified or I am removed from it.  My sense of justice has cost me jobs, friends and acquaintances, hundreds of irreconcilable discussions and arguments, tears, hours of stress, and one large intestine.  Since my surgeries, I've been learning how to balance my hyper-just nature with that aspect/state of being for which I was named: peace.

5.  I once stabbed myself in the thigh with a butcher knife--completely by accident.  I shared a house with a young woman who had that day left on two weeks vacation.  I, myself, had been at a wedding most of the afternoon and evening and I arrived back at the house in a nebulously unsafe part of town only to find that my roommate had left all of the windows open throughout the house.  (It was summer and unairconditioned, so I could see her point.)  However, I was young and stupid and terrified that someone was lying in wait for me in that house.  It was 3am.  The windows were open.  It was an old house with lots of nooks and crannies.  So I stopped in the kitchen to get a butcher knife with which to protect myself should the need have arisen.  Unfortunately, I did not account for the adrenaline and the copious amounts of sweet tea I had consumed that night and suddenly I had to pee so badly that I forswore the danger and ran straight to the bathroom.  The house had been built in the '20s and there were no counters in the bathroom; only a pedestal sink, a clawfoot tub, and a toilet.  Brilliance, thy name is not Erin.  Instead of putting the butcher knife in the bowl of the sink, as would have been smart, I turned it handle-side up and stuck it under my chin.  I hiked up my skirt, hooked my thumbs in my pantyhose (sue me, I was actually wearing a dress), and bent over.  Sticking the butcher knife and inch and a half into my right thigh.  I was so relieved to be peeing that I didn't actually feel the knife or really realize that anything was amiss.  Then, suddenly, my brain snapped to attention and before I could think about it, I yanked the knife out of my thigh.  It was staunching the flow of blood by being in the wound and once I pulled it out...  It was messy.  But you know, I didn't care.  All I cared about was making it to the bathroom.  Now I have a two-inch long scar to remind me of the dangers of protecting oneself with a butcher knife while having to pee.

6.  When eating colored candies, such as M&Ms or Skittles, I open the bag, spill it out on the nearest clean surface, separate the candies by color and eat them, starting with the least desirable colors and moving on to the most desirable.  I eat one color at a time.  It is the only thing I am so overtly OCD about.  The most desirable colors would be purple, orange, blue, and--the most desirable--green.  :D

Okay, that's it. 

So there you have it.  The Meme Post.  Next is the Squee Post.  And then, with any luck at all, the VEGAS POST. 

Followed, I'm sure, by oh, say, some reviews I need to finish.  ;)



My State of Mind: accomplishedaccomplished
Tiffany: geek love minifestopiekid on June 2nd, 2006 02:48 am (UTC)


Purple, green, blue, orange is last. Red gets eaten first unless there's pink. When it's M&Ms though, yellow are first, and they get eaten extra roughly because they remind me of an old yearbook advisor WHOSE GUTS I HATE!

seftiri: Pie and Kissesseftiri on June 2nd, 2006 02:54 am (UTC)
Holy. Google.

Yellow is first in M&Ms with me too!!

Holy. Google. on. a. Paper. Plate.

That is a weird thing to have in common, sweetheart. But ohsofun! :D

Rebeccatheniwokesoftly on June 2nd, 2006 02:25 pm (UTC)
Omg. Me too.
seftiri: O_oseftiri on June 3rd, 2006 03:34 am (UTC)
Okay, this is getting freaky...

I wonder how much of the population does this...

Rebeccatheniwokesoftly on June 3rd, 2006 06:31 am (UTC)
I also used to arrange each color group into geometric shapes and I liked multiples of 3 best, especially 9s. Don't ask.
Katie: Beakeroracledelphi617 on June 2nd, 2006 02:49 am (UTC)
I once stabbed myself in the thigh with a butcher knife--completely by accident
That is an awesome accident! Hey, does that mean you're a Bermuda Triangle of Potential Violence, too? We could start a club!

The M & M thing? I may have you beat on that one. I dump out the entire bag, sort them by color and then descending order of number of candies in a color. So let's say there are 7 yellows and 5 reds and 4 blues. I'll eat one yellow at a time until there are 5, 5 and 4...then I'll eat another yellow and a red...then, once equal numbers have been achieved, alternate colors in order of descending original population (here, yellow-red-blue) until there aren't any left. *cough*crazy!*cough*
seftiri: Winner/Loser Epatha and Marseftiri on June 3rd, 2006 03:36 am (UTC)
Okay, you do win.


That's...very...symetrical of you...


flicka_fan: pic#44422596flicka_fan on June 2nd, 2006 03:06 am (UTC)
6. When eating colored candies, such as M&Ms or Skittles, I open the bag, spill it out on the nearest clean surface, separate the candies by color and eat them, starting with the least desirable colors and moving on to the most desirable. I eat one color at a time. It is the only thing I am so overtly OCD about. The most desirable colors would be purple, orange, blue, and--the most desirable--green. :D

Thats what I did today when I was eating skittles. I saved the green ones for last!
seftiri: Mar Grinseftiri on June 3rd, 2006 03:38 am (UTC)

Lisa: Novakrockcliffchic81 on June 2nd, 2006 05:16 am (UTC)
#6 is something I've done all my life. So much so to the point I don't even think about it anymore. I usually start with the color yellow and end with either blue or red. I also mix in amount of each color though, least amount first, most last.
seftiri: AJ Cuteseftiri on June 3rd, 2006 03:39 am (UTC)
I suddenly don't feel like it's all that weird anymore... LOL

But, on another subject...ICON LOVE!!

Lisa: Novakrockcliffchic81 on June 3rd, 2006 12:22 pm (UTC)
I thought it was weird too once but it seems alot of people do that.

ICON LOVE is correct...I got alot of Casey/Diane icons lying around.
Angelina Ballerina: TBJ - Theme on METHgreenovalfruit on June 2nd, 2006 06:14 am (UTC)
You eat Limes? I am ... well, not surprised but EW! I love limes, I think they're great for flavouring and all but ... eat them? That's like ... OUCH!

Lesbian!! "Oranges are not the only fruit"!!! *squees to self at BG/literary reference* But yeah, me too. I was a bad little person. I was so into boys up until I was about 8 or 9 and I was invited over to this rich girl's house. She had a speed boat and everything. That's when I decided to turn on the charm and have some fun on said speed boat. I'm a manipulative little lesbian! So you were a good little girl girl and I was a bad little girl girl (with 1% het. tendencies)

*shakes head*

4. Justice huh? Casey much? Oh the connections are everywhere!!!! *falls off chair*

5. My friend did that too but on purpose. She wasn't all there at the time.
seftiri: limeseftiri on June 3rd, 2006 03:40 am (UTC)
Limes are the best fruit EVAR!

Close behind are bananas, raspberries, cranberries, and black currants...

froggumz: limeforlifefroggumz on June 2nd, 2006 11:07 pm (UTC)
I love your L meme, it just made me stop & think for a moment.

5. I once stabbed myself in the thigh with a butcher knife--completely by accident.
That whole story sounds like something I would do & much like the time I tried to smash my father in the knee with my softball bat because he surprised me. Good thing he could move faster in the mornings then I can when I'm only half awake.

and btw-I know who tagged you with the 6 things ;)
seftiriseftiri on June 3rd, 2006 03:42 am (UTC)
and btw-I know who tagged you with the 6 things ;)

Was it you?? If so, thanks! I just can't remember and I feel awful!

I'm glad you liked the L meme...
froggumz: casey/olivia lovefroggumz on June 3rd, 2006 05:06 am (UTC)
lol! It was, but don't feel bad! You have had more then enough on your mind lately ^-^
Trublu: black triangletrublusvufan on June 3rd, 2006 10:37 pm (UTC)
" Lesbian--a different kind of fruit?"

YES. Lol.

#6!!! Lol everyone's doing it... I've just recently started doing it, but now it's not even an option not to anymore. I keep them in the bag though, eliminating the need for a clean surface. It's hard to find one when eating M&Ms in school. (Especially MY school). I do it with regular meals to an extent, too. I always eat one thing at a time. o_O

Anyway, LOVED this post more than you will ever know.
seftiri: O_oseftiri on June 4th, 2006 05:40 pm (UTC)
Ok, it's official. Apparently in order to be weird and eating M&Ms at ths same time, one has to tear off the top of the bag and dump the little buggers into one's mouth without even looking at the colors!


Glad you liked this post, dear. :D
a_noni_muss on June 7th, 2006 07:43 pm (UTC)
I think I've done a version of #5 once. However much less extreme. At work there was so much to do and I walked into something brushed it off and continued on my way. It wasn't until someone stopped me and said 'your knee is bleeding' that it actually registered. But I understand the urgency to get something done, especially peeing!

glad you had an awesome vacation and welcome back!
seftiri: C/O Yay Noteseftiri on June 8th, 2006 10:50 pm (UTC)
Thank you, hon!

Off on another one tomorrow! :D But this time only 2 hours away. By car. Thank goodness. :D