July 11th, 2013

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I'm Chrissy!
I'll be 28 in September.
I'm a libra
I'm not any where near to new on lj.
I've been here for like 15 years on and off...

I am looking to add some new friends, my friends post post post, but I never seem to get the mutual return in comments, some here and there but I am seeking friends who comment here and there.... I like to feel like my journal is read, even though  what I post is just day to day boring life stuff....

So yeah,
I am a care giver for mentally handicapped adults... Love my job 100%
I have a son, he is my world.
I have 2 step kids boy and girl... Life wouldn't be the same with out them...
the 3 of them complete me

I have a fiance`
after 7 year's we're gonna be getting married in september just before our birthday
(we share sept, 28th as our birthday lol)

I am who I am, I don't really try to be someone I"m not.
I can be some what blunt and insert my foot into my mouth, but I suppose we are all that way sometimes.
I listen to all types of music.
I am horrible at spelling.
I love photography.
I don't take enough pictures.
I like writing,
I'm crappy at it lol..
I'm addicted to candy crush
but i'm only on level 36
I like bowling.
Again not my strong point lol.
I like having pen pals, mainly email, but wouldn't mind a few snail mail.
I love post cards.
I needs people to send me some. lol

I am really in to creative things.
so on...

well yeah
I guess if you wanna try it out we can try it out, I'm going to work on a better about me section, maybe tomorrow,
but i'm pretty open as long as you speak and post in english were good lol

By The Pricking Of My Thumbs, Something Ben Shaped This Way Comes

Hello LJ. How's tricks?
My name's Ben, I'm 28, living in the North of England. I've been on LJ a long time, but it's only in the last few years that I started writing three or four entries a week.
My journal's primary constituents is day to day diaries of occurring events, poetry, photos of places I've been to as I explore the countryside, and occasional opinion pieces. Sometimes I'll post music links, the odd album list at the end of the year as it's a big passion for me. I used to DJ, LJ. Was bloody awful, but it was a lovely way to meet people, and frequently, I would just blame my joint DJ slash housemate at the time, and told the unsuspecting punters that he'd been sent to me by the Make A Wish Foundation, his last dream somewhat unambitiously seemingly having always been to work in a tiny Welsh pub, misplaying world music and reggae records to a crowd of literally tens of people. Of course I'd add he was cruelly undercooked for the task at hand with a sympathetic tap on the shoulder light enough that he wouldn't decapitate me or take any interest in the rubbish I was talking behind his sleeping back.
The primary protagonists you'll encounter in my life's rich pageant are my Father; a 17 stone bear of a man rather fond of trains and surreptitiously acquired cream cakes, who believes perhaps quite accurately that other motorists, neigh the world at large, have somehow conspired against him, and that he is probably a reincarnated Russian Prince who has been held in captive poverty as punishment for beating some slave to death for speculatively suggesting quartz was an acceptable alternative to a mechanical watch at some sale or other.
Also guest starring will be my Mother; a professional astrologer who periodically drops by to borrow rent payments the same way as you might borrow a major organ or a shoplifter borrows shoes, and with one of her zany get rich quick schemes. My Grandmother; who takes a similarly dim view on human creations to the philosopher Hobbes, periodically shouting colourful obscenities at day time quiz shows in her native Italian whilst simultaneously complaining that nobody buys enough plants and washing powder any more due to 'airy fairy modern values,' my various friends, curmudgeonly members of the public who have thrilled me with their inappropriate behaviours, and whoever I meet in my next job following a recent redundancy.
Oh and dates if I can ever find who started those nefarious rumours about me during BBC's Chimp Week at university and erase their web forum & poster campaign. Doubtlessly some scamp I beat to some acting part or other or gazumped at the Somerfield's Self Service check out for fannying about. So it's all to play for!
I love writing, I'm doing a script for a friend's production company at present, sending one or two things off to publishers, and I love reading writing and other writers. Fairly easy going as to what I want from a friend. Like reading people's day to day lives and I'm keen to have fellow poets around the place too, but nothing wrong with photos memes and the like.
There will be the occasional bit of profanity and the occasional explicit reference in the poetry front, but I don't go cock-a-hoop with it I don't think. Although sometimes my Geordie friends just look at me all lugubriously, telling me how gangster rap has sullied some part of my innocence they previously thought untouchable back when I used to make muffin gift baskets for birthday presents. I am loathed to comment on their accusations and mundane musical affections, I'm just saving all the really viscous bile-filled rebukes for the book.
Here's a picture of me. It's a bit blurry, I suspect the camera was drunk. There are others on my journal, it's like the world's crappest game of Where's Waldo. Add away if you think we might hit it off. Or even if you don't, probably good practice to have hecklers so I can work on my witty retorts when I do poetry gigs in the rougher parts of London. I expect.



Hi add_me community,

I should probably start off by saying that I'm one of "those people." You know, the ones who had an LJ for a really long time and kept up with it, but then something happened and they disappeared, and now they are back searching the add_me community because they don't really know their friends list anymore. Yep. Hi. The thing is, I have in fact had this LJ for a long time. It got me through college, study abroad trips, relationships, and so on. Then something major happened and I just needed to live life for a while instead of writing it. There just wasn't time. I've reached the point where I miss it, and I've realized that writing helps me sort out the hard parts and remember the good ones.

Enough of that crap. Who am I?
I'm a high school teacher and I love my job. I'm 24. I moved out of my parent's home and into a townhouse in November. I just adopted a dog. I'm in a relationship (let's be real, not everyone wants to talk about that). I adore spanish.

Possible issues/interests. These are things that could go either way depending on who you are and your beliefs.
I am a feminist. I'm queer, but in a straight relationship. I swear, but not like a sailor. I sometimes talk about sex. I don't know a lot about politics. I do (on occasion) post pictures and memes.

I don't care if we like the same music or have 947 things in common. I don't expect you to comment on every entry and I won't comment on all of your entries - that isn't what LJ is about. However, I do have some expectations.
- Be familiar with the English language. Know what a comma is. Know what a period is. Know that capital letters do not belong in the middle of a word and that it is not necessary to type in all of the colors of the rainbow.
- I am an 80 year old woman trapped in the body of a 24 year old. I'm not much of a drinker, and I go to bed early. Therefore, I don't want to hear about partying, drugs, or the like. You went to a great one? Sure, I'll read, but not all the time.
- Offering advice is cool, but don't judge. That's not your job. It's not my job either.
- Be at least 20. Sorry. I teach high school and anything close to that age hits a little too close to home.

If you would like to add me, please shoot me a message or leave a comment here. I don't add strangers because that's creepy. Let me know you exist and I will gladly add you. My 2 most recent [friends only] entries should give you a pretty good idea of who I am. If we don't click, unfriend me - no hurt feelings.