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SO MY INTERNET IS CURRENTLY DEIGNING TO CONNECT FOR ABOUT TEN SECONDS EVERY THREE MINUTES. This is a problem. Please magically fix yourself before my data analysis is due, Internet connection!

Today, I met Graham Rawle, author of Woman's World, an awesome novel constructed entirely from words and phrases cut out of 1960s women's magazines. I gave him a high-five.

Because everyone in the world has posted it and I'm curious (obviously you need answer this only if you particularly want to):

What has surprised you the most about me (if anything) since beginning to read my LJ (or when you met me in real life, for those who have)? Was anything completely unexpected or have I always fit the picture of me you have in your head?

(Alternatively, tell me of a time your common sense has completely failed you. I have attempted to dry clothes after washing by hanging them in the wardrobe. I have turned a knob clearly labelled 'front right' and then spent fifteen full minutes trying to fry a piece of turkey on the front-left hob. My exchange with my father the first time I tried papaya went as follows:

Riona: I find papaya quite unpleasant.
Riona's Father: Okay, well, if you don't like it, just -
Riona: (catching sight of the plate in front of her father) Oh, are you not supposed to eat the skin?
Riona's Father: ...
Riona's Father: (cracks up)

Please share your tales of being an idiot so that I may feel less ashamed of myself.)

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The time I realised a spoiler was called a spoiler because it spoils something for you? This about six years into my fandom career.

How I used to think earphones (not the in-ear earphones like I have now) had to go RIGHT INSIDE and wondered how anyone could use them because they were so painful?

And, you know, I pretty much misread or mishear something every single day of my life. I misread the title of one of my favourite songs in the world for two years.

I can't think of anything that's surprised me about you- except perhaps how early you go to bed, but I just tend to assume everyone sleeps when I do- BUT THIS JUST HAPPENED

wanttobeatree: parpika doesn't taste good when you lick it
sazzlette: dgfhjk
wanttobeatree: :[
wanttobeatree: I am going to wash my mouth out now

(And this was right after I accidentally filed my nose. (But at least I've never hung wet clothes in a wardrobe.))

omg I just noticed your FAMOUS! tag.

IN USING THAT ICON I REALISED THAT I HAVEN'T USED THIS ONE FOR FREAKING AGES. I DUSTED IT OFF AND BROUGHT IT OUT OF HIDING JUST FOR YOU~~~

I mis-hear lyrics so much, seriously. Especially Fall Out Boy songs. ENUNCIATE, PATRICK STUMP.

ALSO INTO CATS.

Do levels of abject clumsiness count? I have given myself a nosebleed when I accidentally forgot where my face was and, er, kneed it. A bit.

I once attempted to microwave butter in order to melt it.

Unfortunately, it was still in the foil wrapper. There was lightning. And a small fire. >.> (In my defence, it - was very early in the morning!)

GOD DAMN ARSE FACE.

During my years in the Peace Corps, I lived in the town between the water treatment plant and the reservoir. I drank unboiled tap water regularly. Although that may be less indicative of a lack of common sense than dangerous levels of laziness. And I still got sick less than the volunteers who were properly careful.

On three separate occasions, I have reached afternoon before realizing my shirt was on backwards (plain, solid-colored t-shirts, but there's still the tag).

When cooking rice, it turns out you can't make it cook faster by turning the heat all of the way up. And when cooking lentils, having forgotten to soak them is not fixed by adding more spices.

It is possible to give yourself mouth-blisters by eating too much fresh pineapple. Sensible people never reach that point. The trick is to stop once your lips start stinging.

The thing that surprised me the most is your voice. Because you're kind of exuberant and capslocky and flaily online (in a cute way), I pictured you as having a voice that was more like that. Kind of high and energetic-sounding and generally coming off as more excited and flaily.

Instead, it turns out you sound all classy and confident and posh and impressive.

I HAVE DONE THIS :D

I usually pride myself on having abnormally high levels of common sense. However, when it does fail me, it is usually on a level so outrageous that I can't ever live it down.

I once, under the employee of a horse-drawn carriage tour company, parted ways with my horse and carriage when trying to help a fellow driver control their horse. My horse decided to gallop down the road, make a U-turn, go down a side street and run into the back of a parked car.

Don't let this put you off of carriage rides.

I just wanted to make it clear that there were no passengers on my carriage at the time, nor was the horse hurt in anyway.

oops, that was meant to be 'employ' not 'employee'!

Asdfhsl I have kneed myself in the face whilst I was wearing glasses. Don't think I bled though. I did, however, curl up on the floor and refuse to move for a bit, aside from the initial writhing in pain part.

I AGREE WITH THIS.

ONCE I TRIED TO MICROWAVE FANTA. IN THE CAN.

D:

Oh god my common sense fails me all the time. ALL THE TIME. I am routinely mocked for it man. DDDDD:

Of course, now that I want to coem up with an example, i can't D:

Oh gosh, I have a few I could tell you...

*as my dad is driving me home from a friend's house*
Me: These houses are nice, but...
Dad: But what?
Me: But... if the houses are built on hills as steep as this, won't everything in them all slide to one side?
Dad: ................*headsteeringwheel*

This would be excusable in a 4 year old. IT IS NOT EXCUSABLE IN A 17 YEAR OLD.

Again, happyfun car tiemz...

Me: *rather drunk* Hoooow do I move this seat back?
Dad: Turn that dial there.
Me: *pulls stick; seat fall back flat. Cracks up laughing*
Dad: *cracks up laughing* C'mooooon, get up!
Me: *cannot get up for an entire 10 minutes*

I have once tripped over a chair, skidding on the newly polished wooden floor of the prefect room in my tights, and threw my body back just in time to limbo under a table. By accident. Whilst skidding along. Actually, this is more awesome than stupid. XD

I HAVE NO COMMON SENSE. WATCH AS I TELL SOMEONE I'VE KNOWN FROM LESS THAN FIVE MONTHS ALL OF THE EMBARRASSING THINGS I'VE DONE, EMPHASIZING HALF OF EVERY SENTENCE. THERE ARE A LOT OF THEM.

1) Standing perfectly still on the church porch and managed to fall down them.

2)Tripped over my shoelace on the first night of the season and rolled over backwards with a sousaphone on my back.

3) Running down the bleachers on homecoming night, I managed to fall and twist my ankle. On the bright side, I got to sit out Homecoming ceremonies. And I've never seen our Drum Major look so worried. I probably could have got anything I wanted from him.

4) Decided to tell this guy I liked that I liked him by dedicating a song to him over the radio. I still haven't lived that one down.

5) I fancy Gordon Ramsay. Which should go at the top of this list, especially considering he's only second to the Stig.

I DID THIS TOOOOOO

And then I threw water in the microwave to put out the fire, and was about to stick my hand in it when my friend helpfully suggested I turn off the electricity first.

I LACK COMMON SENSE EVERY TIME I GO AND LOOK AT FANDOM SECRETS.

My dad will happily wear his shirts inside-out AND backwards without realising it.

I FANCY GORDON RAMSEY TOO. Oh my God, I'm not alone!

Today in my Shakespeare seminar, the tutor asked us if we knew what animorphic pictures were. I said "yeah, isn't it when animals are people and the like?" The reply was "not quite." She proceeded to get up, and write it on the board.

A-N-A-M-O-R-P-H-I-C.

I had heard it was animorphic, and so made a prat of myself in front of the entire group. FUN TIMES.

I have, on several occasions, forgotten to take my glasses off before getting into the shower, and then, when they steamed up, THOUGHT I WAS GOING BLIND.

Also there was the time I moved to Nebraska to live with a crazy person I met on the Internet. :|

You have surprised me with your awesome, and with the INTERESTING mix of fandoms you obsess over. Also, I agree with what

amy_wolf said about your voice.

When I had to send off a parcel a few days ago, I went off to the post office without my purse (first time I've done that in a couple of years!) and then I decided that the bag I had to put it in was obviously the small, bin sized thing under the counter. All this in front of a queue of people :[

and then I decided that the bag I had to put it in was obviously the small, bin sized thing under the counter.

I'm probably a bad person for laughing at that. Your story is my favourite!

Make sure you have enough bookcases!

If lack of space in your flat means you are using the living room window sill to store a selection of hardback novels and the space underneath the window to store a mountain of DVDS, you may find that it is difficult to open and close the window properly without standing on the radiator and leaning over the DVD mountain at a funny angle.

If this is the case, there will come a day when the window is open and a sudden rainstorm starts soaking all your books and you have to close the window in a hurry. Even if you have been successfully operating the window via radiator for many months, today may still be the day that the rawlplugs go "HAHAHA FUCK YOU!". At which point the radiator will lurch away from the wall, you will fall off the radiator, crack your ribs on the window sill and land on a pointy mountain of DVDS and fallen hardbacks just in time for an extremely heavy radiator full of hot water to land on your poor abused ribs.

Your resulting collection of injuries will then burn with a fiery ouch should anything come into contact with them, including clothes. So you will have to choose between being cold, naked and in pain, warm, clothed and in extreme pain or warm, naked and dead, (since the radiator has decided to end it all and there is a good chance it will start leaking steam or explode if you try and turn the heating on.)

Oh and after all that, the FUCKING WINDOW WOULD STILL BE OPEN.

Consequences of insufficient bookcases?

Extreme pain
Extreme cold
Scarred torso
Bruised ribs
Wet books
Destruction of much loved DVDs
Embarrassment of having to tell people what happened because the radiator is too heavy to lift back into position on your own.

BUY BOOKCASES!

LEARN FROM ~~MY MISTAKES~~ THIS TOTALLY HYPOTHETICAL EXAMPLE!

Possibly the most impressive entrance anyone has ever made into my journal. I bow to you. (And welcome!)

I'd say 'I've missed that icon!', but it wouldn't be strictly true. I did briefly wonder where it had gone, though.

I CANNOT LOVE YOU, PSYCHO KILLER.

PLEASE UNDERSTAND.

Please do not kill me.

Thank god for the explosion, otherwise you would have had WARM FANTA!

I AM NOT THE ONLY GORDON FANCIER IN THE WORLD. YAY.

I KNOWWWWW! WHY, SELF, WHY?!?

I've fallen over my own feet. A lot.

Um, can't remember any breaches of common sense, but I have managed to get into plenty of trouble as I cannot tell left from right. In a french listening exam;
Tape: Et prenez le premier a gauche. (and take the first left)
Me: *thinks* gauche, left, left!*points to right, misses point*

Inability to tell left from right high-five!

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