So, I’ve been tagged for a meme. I get tagged occasionally and usually don’t give in, but I decided to give it a go this time. Maybe I’m just trying to avoid doing a real post or thinking about how school’s going to start up again in few days.
So, without further ado, here are 5 things you might not know about me.
1. I like the colour pink.
Those of you who have read the My Voodoo series will know that my laptop (sadly now in the shop for power problems, which I will write about later) is the pinkiest pink that ever pinked. People who see it often remark, “Your laptop’s pink!!” To look at me, or hear me talk, you’d never think I’d like pink. But I do.
Truth be told, when I was younger I hated it just because of the fluffy pink femininity that it represented. And then one day (about the same time when I was examining my own rejection, and subsequent degradation, of the feminine) I was like, “You know, the only reason I don’t like pink is because I’m not supposed to like it. And that’s the crappiest reason ever not to like pink. Because I think it’s a cool colour.” And so I stopped pretending to not like pink.
2. I’m writing a novel.
And I have written one to completion already. I was trying to get it published, but due to personal differences with my co-writer that got permanently shelved. Oh well. I don’t know if I’ll ever finish this one, as I work incredibly slowly. But, hey, crazier things have happened.
3. I have osteopenia.
Which means that I’m in the beginning stages of osteoporosis and have a similar bone mass to my mother. Right now I’m taking calcium pills and having it monitored once a year. There’s been no significant change from last year, so it’s probable that I never formed up to the normal bone structure. Especially since I was put on a high dose of synthroid when I was younger (because of my thyroid condition) and that is known to leach calcium from your bones. Joy!
4. I sleep with Tails every night.
Yes, I have a stuffed Tails doll (he’s a character from the video game series Sonic the Hedgehog for those of you heretics who don’t know). I took him to Japan with me and now he sleeps with me every night. Although he’s kind of dirty and could use a wash.
5. I’m going to WisCon!
That’s right. All of you going to WisCon this year will have the golden opportunity to meet me, the glorious and wonderful, the clearly awe-inspiring, best blogger that you’ve ever read. Ever. How lucky those of you there will be!
Well, that’s it. Nothing more to see. I’m risking the wrath of the Meme Gods and not tagging anyone because I have no blog friends because I’m too lazy to check who in my blog friend group has yet to be tagged. Yes, you may all revile me for my serious breach of etiquette.
Hehe. I have a Mario plush that’s only finally been relegated to a not-on-the-bed position because I have a regular (human) partner in bed with me … and mind, I’m almost 22.
Oh, man, I so want to go to Wiscon…if I can afford it.
Sara: I’m 24 and the only times I’ve not had some kind of stuffed animal in the bed with me was the same as you — when there was another human sleeping in it.
earlbecke: If you can, definitely look me up! I’d love to be able to meet you in person. ^_^
I just bought my plane tickets tonight. WOOOO WISCON!
Ok, I don’t understand the pink thing. I understand that you like pink, that’s cool, whatever floats your boat. I agree, not linking pink because you’re “not supposed to like it” is a dumb thing, however, I wonder who or what has been giving you the impression that you weren’t supposed to like pink. Not to say that there aren’t folks who give that impression, but generally I’ve heard that as a strawman position. Most people don’t have an issue with your personal preferences as much as they have an issue with being expected, because of their gender, to have those preferences.
Anytime I’ve ever had something to say about pink, it wasn’t the actual color that I had an issue with (though my personal preferences run to cool greens and blues), but the infantilization and/or gender coding that pink usually represents. For instance, console and accessory manufacturers decide that the reason women aren’t buying their products is that there isn’t a pink one, instead of problems like massive controllers making the console hard for smaller hands to use. Or, in the case of baby showers, people incessantly stating that a girlchild cannot recieve any powder blue gifts, a boychild cannot recieve any baby pink gifts, for fear of the space-time continuum collapsing in on itself.
I agree with Godless Heathen re: the infantilization that goes hand in hand with the color pink, which is why I don’t like it, although I do have a pale pink pullover hood that’s one of my favorites.
Are you a reader of Kameron Hurley (blog: Brutal Women)? I think she’s gone to Wiscon in the past, if I were going I’d definitely try and catch her if she’s on a panel, or chat with her in the hall.
Have fun! Blog about it here if you can/are willing. 😉
Godless Heathen:
It’s not like anyone has ever said to me, “You shouldn’t like pink,” but rather it’s a colour that in this day and age represents All Things Girly. And when I was younger, I completely bought into the male-normative mindset that “feminine = bad and masculine = good”.
Not to mention that there is a subtle reinforcement of this — or at least that femininity and masculinity are like oil and water and don’t mix — every time someone expresses shock that I, as a non-feminine person, would like the colour pink.
Which is actually exactly what I’m objecting to, except from the other side of things. My willingness to embrace the colour pink is a rejection of the infantalization aspect as well as the premise behind the gender coding. Yes, I am female, but at the same time I’m not feminine and I reject the idea that one can only like pink if one is feminine.
Sour Duck:
I’m not a regular reader, though I do drop by occasionally. I’m sure I’ll find all sorts of people I know of online there to chat with bwahaha 😀 😀
I will do my best! ^^