jadedmusings: (Supernatural - Worst Date Ever (Bobby's)
The LJ questions won't post here on DW, but this is one I wanted to have in both locations, because the story is important to me...and it's kind of funny in certain twisted ways.

What's the worst thing you ever did to a partner during the course of a relationship? Did you ever move beyond it?

Years ago, when I was young and very stupid (AKA my late teens/very early twenties), I cheated on a partner. Twice. Physically, it was only once, and it never went beyond kissing because that guy was a terrible kisser and a biter who liked to bite with no warning and nearly split my lower lip in two. The other time it was purely online with another woman (more role-play than anything serious), but it still counted as cheating to him and that's what counts.*

That relationship was horrible and my needs weren't being met either emotionally or physically, but that doesn't excuse what I did. I was unhappy and pretty damn miserable. I think I tried talking to my partner at the time, but I lacked much in the way of communication skills. That, and that boyfriend was...well, a jerk at times. I've faced similar problems in relationships since him, but now I actually talk and am not afraid to say, "This aspect isn't working for me. What can we both do to try and find some middle ground?"

I'm not saying that me having better communication skills would have helped that relationship any. Knowing more about myself, my wants and needs, and knowing that the problem didn't 100% lie with me as to why I was unhappy would have helped me leave a hell of a lot sooner. It was a three-year relationship that lasted three years too long.

And yes, I'm still in the wrong for cheating.

* = He also thought my godawful lesbian erotica writing was cheating on him in some way, even though I was just writing stories and had no actual experience (woe). He wasn't supposed to know about it, but he'd snooped on my computer which is how he found out about the online cheating (and blamed it on the cat; no, really) and read it. Apparently that hurt him too, and I was a horrible person for writing about...completely fictional people.
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Lost

I tried watching it once or twice when it first premiered, but I never got into it. I read about it as the story progressed, and it just seemed like one of those shows whose plot was so convoluted that you couldn't come into it in the middle and expect to have any hope of knowing what's going on. Also, the more I read, the more I wondered why the show was as popular as it was.

As for the odd fascination with it, part of me wants to say that people simply loved it for the sheer wtf-ness of the entire thing. That's about the only reason I can come up with.
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Is it limited to just one person, or do I get a whole list of people? I could start listing celebrities, but I'll go straight for the maudlin answer and say that right now I'd honestly love ten minutes alone with my boyfriend on some deserted island. No chance of interruptions. As for what we'd do, well, ten minutes isn't nearly enough time for what I'm sure some of you perverts and that includes me are imagining. Instead, I'd go for the snuggling because life has made even doing something as simple as that rather tricky lately.

Now, if I could get more than ten minutes and more than one person...
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Heh. Hehe. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

OK, OK, I'll play nice. I don't feel anything about the upcoming Twilight film. Should I? I'm not a fan, and I am definitely a critical bystander. I've read the first book and I refuse to see the movies because suffering through 300+ pages of...whatever that was, was bad enough. Reviews of the films by those who aren't screaming fans have told me that my decision to ignore the films was a very wise one.

If you want to ask about a movie that's got legitimate criticisms aimed at it, how about you ask a question about The Last Airbender. That's a film over which there should be much discussion, and yet, very few people outside of the fandom have been really talking about it and all the ways Shyamalan has failed in making the film. (Though I was happy to see Roger Ebert touched on the white-washing of the cast in his half-star review.)

But I guess we can't ask the really tough questions and must instead remark upon Edward's brooding eyes and Jacob's toned abs.
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No. I was raised by a outdoor-sportsman and one of the things he impressed upon me from the time I was very young was that you only take what you need from nature. He never killed any animal while hunting or fishing that he didn't intend to eat. (To this day I still love venison and try to use it as opposed to beef when I can.) And if for some reason he couldn't take the meat for himself, he gave it to people who could use it.

Even though he loved hunting and fishing, he never understood people who did it just to take a life. He viewed it as a waste, and so do I.
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A very good friend once told me "It's impossible to live a life without some regrets, the best you can do is try to minimize the number of regrets you have." I've always thought that was pretty accurate.

I've made a lot of mistakes, and there are a few things I occasionally wish I could take back. However, without those mistakes the experiences that resulted, I wouldn't be who I am and I wouldn't have the people in my life that I do now. Most notably, I probably would have never met Sam if I had done but a few things differently. And nothing on this earth will ever make me regret having the kiddo.

I'd definitely say I regret the things I didn't do more, but still at the end of the day, I'm happy with where my life is now. And really, if I were to be completely honest, I've still got the opportunity to do some of those other things, and I'll get to do them with more age and wisdom under my belt.
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...wat? Seriously, is there, like, any sort of quality control for these questions?

And what the hell kind of arsonist sets fire to a place and can't get away?
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Alien abduction. No, really.

I was really into the paranormal as a child (still am, though more ghosts now than UFOs), and when I was in fifth grade, I watched this made for TV movie that was supposedly based on the true stories of two women who experienced alien abduction. It scared the crap out of me and a classmate who saw the same movie. We were convinced - convinced - we were going to be snatched up by the mothership and forced to undergo all sorts of unsavory experiments, including possibly being impregnated with hybrid alien fetuses, which just goes to show you how naive we were. If we had known about anal probing, we probably would have been scared of that too.

These days I do believe in the possibility of life out there, and maybe we have had visitors from some galaxy far, far away, but if that's true, the fact that they haven't made themselves known to us speaks volumes about us I think.

I think it's now well established that I was a silly child. Very silly.

Also, I can't be the only one around here who remembers the Fox show Sightings, can I?
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What counts as a "serious crime"?

Actually, I'm not so sure the crime would be as important as how much it would destroy my trust in my partner. I don't think the relationship could survive finding out the person I thought I knew didn't really exist.

My other response to this question is WAT?
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Hip-huggers/Low-rise jeans. Do I really need a reason? They are not as flattering as the people wearing them think, and they led to that horrible fad of showing off what sort of panties you're wearing. Plus, they are uncomfortable as all heck if you've got wide hips. Thankfully, I'm too fat to have to deal with it now, but when I was smaller I had to search through jeans to find ones that weren't those hideous abominations.
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Well, I'm sure it's not all that difficult to figure out the first. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge, say no more. No, I never grew up, why do you ask?

Child rearing, gaming, writing, and household needs would be the other four. (These are all very broad categories. For example, the child rearing includes schooling, food, extra curricular activities, etc. Household needs encompass everything from chores to paying bills.)
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I never really decided to have children. I was waffling on the issue a bit when I discovered I was pregnant, and after weighing my options, I decided I really wanted a child. At first, because my pregnancy was relatively easy (after the first trimester), and because I actually enjoyed being pregnant, I thought I'd have two or three children. However, since the kiddo was about three months old, I've said I will never have another child and I still feel this is the best decision for me.

Post-partum for me was difficult, and not only due to factors in my relationship with the kiddo's father. I don't know that now I really could handle the hormonal and chemical upheaval that happens after birth, nor do I think I could deal with all the bodily changes. Then there's this selfish part of me that wants to simply enjoy having the kiddo and watching him grow up. Not to mention that he has a few challenges that require extra attention that I don't think I could so easily provide if he had a younger sibling. (Not saying that other parents with multiple children fail to meet the needs of all their offspring, just saying that I feel better keeping it at one for my own sake.)

Despite several people (sometimes complete strangers) dropping hints that I should think about having another child, or outright saying it's cruel to make someone an only child (before learning that I myself am an only child, of course), my resolve on this has never wavered. Sure, I might walk by a baby department and see the cute little outfits, or spot a newborn out in public and I feel a bit nostalgic for the old days when my son was an infant, but the moment there's spit-up, a dirty diaper, or screaming, I'm cured of any desire to relive those days with a new baby.

I don't know that Sam and I ever really talked about this in detail. I mean, I know I have told him that I don't want more children, and I've made it clear that if I can get a tubal ligation or other form of sterilization, I'll take it at this point. He's known since we were just friends that I never planned on another child, and he seems pretty content at being childless himself. He and the kiddo get along pretty well and are getting to know each other more and more. If he has a sudden desire for children, then I fear he'll have to look elsewhere for a mother, but at this point in our relationship I don't think that's the case.
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Only one? Wow, that'd really cripple my music collection since I tend to have a little bit of everything.

I'd probably pick hard/progressive rock since that's what I listen to the most, but I would miss my Enya, Alison Krauss, and video game soundtracks (which mostly amounts to Final Fantasy stuff).

I'd pose this question to Sam, but I imagine his answer would be something like, "Only one genre? For the rest of my life? Noooooooooo!" (I'll remind some of you now that Sam has about 100+ GBs of music on his computer/external hard drive, and his collection is very, very eclectic.)
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I don't think I have a right to know about anyone's romantic life regardless of hir job. However, if you're spending tax payer's money to fly to, oh, let's say Argentina, to visit your mistress, then I have a right to know that you've spent that money and neglected the duties of the office to which you were appointed/elected. What I don't have a right to know is anything about your mistress or anything about the relationship itself, even though the media is sure to dig up the "juicy tidbits" that are incredibly invasive and very creepy.

Plenty of people have affairs, and I think we should allow for people to be human and to make mistakes so long as those mistakes are confined to their relationship(s) and not affecting job performance. Really, all I need to know is that you're doing your job and not stealing or killing people. Sure, I'll think you're a douchebag for cheating, but again, not really my business what you do in your off time.
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What the fuck kind of question is this? Operating a vehicle is not the same as entering into a (supposedly) long-term relationship, like, at all. Also, what would be the criteria for renewing a marriage license? What sort of tests would prospective couples need to take? Don't even try to tell me that you could create a universal test that would be fair to people of all walks of life and spiritual/religious belief.

And, as someone else said, what does this question matter when there are still too many people out there who can't get married to the people they love simply because they share the same sex organs.
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I think I'd choose Neil Gaiman if for no other reason than the fact that he has such a range of styles. American Gods was provocative and deep, with moments of darkness that reminded me a bit of Stephen King. Anansi Boys, which I'm reading now, is light hearted and reminds me of Terry Pratchett in some ways. And while both books might remind me of other authors' styles, they are still somehow uniquely Gaiman as well.

Actually, when I think on it, I don't think I'd want to rob the world of Neil Gaiman's voice, or of any author's voice. I'd prefer to stick to my own writing abilities and develop a style that people will recognize me for.

...and reading over this I see that I have no made much sense, or maybe I'm just too sleep deprived to make any sense. Oh well, back to waiting for Sam to hop online.
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July 2004 until February 2005. I suffered a little withdrawal, but honestly at the time I had a baby who was less than a year old, and then we were completely broke. Whatever need I had to be online was outweighed by the constant stress of packing up our things and moving, and, oh yeah, worrying about our living arrangements. We moved back to South Carolina in August of 2004, and we were forced to live with my mother until my father moved out of his old house so that we could move in there. Once we moved, we were able to get our computer set up and had Internet access once more.

I think it would be a lot harder on me now because I'm heavily involved in a couple of online communities, not to mention that I now live alone and this is really the only way I have of talking to other people and keeping up to date on current events in the news and other things.
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Sarcastic, cynical, cuddly, witty (on occasion!), creative, uptight, emotional, crazy, soft, and curvy.

Well, I'm not sure how my friends would describe me in ten words or less. I think in a few lists the word bitch might pop up a few times (though not necessarily from friends in that case). I suppose if anyone responds to this, we'll find out, won't we?
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I'm not sure about best, but the worst "love song" of all time has to be "Every Breath You Take" by the Police. It like a stalker's personal anthem and it is entirely too creepy to be even remotely romantic, but some people seem to think it's a great song for lovers (incidentally, I wonder if these are the same people who think Twilight is the greatest love story ever told). I've heard that this song is played at weddings.

Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you

O can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches with every step you take


See? Totally creepy.

Personally, one song I absolutely love that's sort of related to love is Alison Krauss's "Take Me for Longing." A while back I decided it was my own personal promise to myself when it came to finding a romantic partner.

Don't choose me because I am faithful
Don't choose me because I am kind
If your heart settles on me, I'm for the taking.
Take me for longing or leave me behind.

I would be, for you, a fire in a rainbow,
I would be, for you, an opening door.
Time and hard lessons are one kind of wisdom.
Try to forget them or love me no more.

I'm not asking your heart to believe me.
I'm not asking for promise or pledge.
Whatever the answer, it's yes that's the question.
I am the fool dancin' over the edge.

Don't choose me because I am faithful.
Don't choose me because I am kind.
If your heart settles on me, I'm for the taking.
Take me for longing or leave me behind.
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I've had a couple, but for me a crush isn't a very big deal and it's super rare that I act on them. I think I told one person once that I had a crush on her, but that I didn't want her to think I was all weird or that I expected anything. She seemed to respond well to it and had a good giggle or two (it was confessed during a meme I participated in on her journal). That was a few years ago.

Well, does my boyfriend count even though he doesn't use his LiveJournal except to read his friends' journals? I had a crush on him once upon a time sort of. :P

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