Monday meme time!

[hellison]

Meh Monday. Had lovely weekend, with Katy-drinking and lie-ins and lots of family yesterday, but today my head hurts and I am tired so instead of content, you get a meme, nicked from helleboredoll who has hopefully spent most of the weekend stroking her hamsters...

Online journals are little filters that we each see every one else's lives through, the parts others choose to share with us. That said, we all think we are close, but really we seldom know *a lot* about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.



Also physio starts today. Which is not at ALL making me nervous and convinced they will tell me I should have been walking months ago and I'm not broken, just lazy. At all. Much. Anyway. MEME.

Update! Physio lady was v. nice and said that v. tight calf muscles aside, my ankle was actually doing better than she'd expected and thus no more
a. hopping or
b. roboboot
but instead lots of achy stretchings and putting of heel to ground. Back next week for more!

Comments

[being-here.livejournal.com]

Why? Helly, WHY?

That's what I want to know.

[mollydot.livejournal.com]

What's your job?

[being-here.livejournal.com]

Who is the good twin?

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

Given a teaspoon and an agar dish, how much MUCUS could you scrape out of your BITS in 10 minutes?

Helo I don't actually know what colour your pubes are

Em, em, Hi. Em. Er. I uh. Em.

ehhh

I can't think of anything?!?!??????!?!???

[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

imagining for a moment that you are NOT betrothéd to the divine david, which of the fictional characters you harbour lustful impulses* towards do you actually think you could stand to live with without murdering? (see, i think about these things. and i think that, for example, no matter HOW WET his shirt - and i am assuming you would follow him round the house with a plant mister or something - i think you would soon want to beat the colin firth shaped mr d'arcy round the head with a bag of cat litter because the conversations would be just a tiny bit too bloody refined.)

enlighten me please?


*initailly typed "impusles". those sound messy.