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Ask me a question about each of the following:

1. Friends
2. Sex
3. Music
4. Drugs
5. Love
6. Livejournal

No matter how rude, sexual, or confidential. Then post this in your journal and see what questions you get asked.

Comments

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1) I regard all the people I correspond with as friends, and I have a certain concern with their private lives - not enough, perhaps, to drop everything and run to someone's bedside if they are ill, but certainly enough to worry, wish them good luck, and perhaps suggest remedies if I know of any. On the other hand, I have had enough relationship, both RL and online, break down for whatever reason, not to expect permanence. And that is another reason why I try to show an interest and be helpful: friendships, like flowers, do not live unless constantly watered.
2) No, I regret to say.
3) Dance was always about young people of both sexes meeting each other and romancing. Stevenson, in Catriona, has a Cameronian Puritan, no less - that is, an extremist - describe dances like this (in the course of a brilliant tale of sorcery): I hae seen lassies, the daft queans, that would lowp and dance a winter's nicht, and still be lowping and dancing when the winter's day cam in. But there would be fowk there to hauld them company,
and the lads to egg them on; and this thing was its lee-lane. And there would be a fiddler diddling his elbock in the chimney-side; and this thing had nae music but the skirling of the solans. And the lassies were bits o' young things wi' the reid life dinnling and stending in their members; and this was a muckle, fat, creishy man, and him fa'n in the vale o' years. Notice the allusion to the lads egging the lassies on. Unfortunately, modern culture brutalizes sexuality (in the context, oddly enough, of an excessively romantic view of marriage, as I said to patchworkmind above). But the connection of dance with courtship is fundamental.
4) All right. I cannot think of anything cool and witty to answer, either, so we're even.
5) In the modern culture? Blow everything up and start again from the stone age. Otherwise, those who have a natural sanity that preserves them from the worst of propaganda will love and let themselves be loved anyway, and have families, and bring up children; and the rest will - well, try to. But the enemy propaganda is so pervasive that Robinson Crusoe, today, would be lucky if he could avoid it.
6) Through the Harry Potter fandom. I started with reading those of two writers I admired, Hijja and Kayla Rudbek, and then I started my own. But mind you, I think I would have started blogging somewhere anyway - it is fairly natural to me.