Did you know it's actually possible to comb out dreadlocks? -- I mean, granted, it took two hours and half a bottle of conditioner,* and it wasn't exactly a soothing
way to spend a Sunday morning, but I'm now shiny-haired and dreadlock free.
All in all, an interesting experiment. The conclusion: if you want to have cool, fashionable-looking dreads, go and get them made. Under no circumstances attempt to let them just... form
. If you do, chances are you'll end up looking like a hairy-legged, soymilk-making hippie who wears dust-coloured clothes and lives on a desert island.
*In case this seems incredibly speedy, I'd only let 20% of my hair dread up -- and most were still fairly loose (although I did have to resort to scissors on one). Can you imagine how long it'd take to untangle a whole head of well-established dreadlocks?
Anyhow! I'm bored and I don't feel like reading or (creative) writing, so let's christen my first Dreamwidth post with that meme that was going around a while back.Ten Things I Assume You Know About Me
Actually, I don't really assume anything, since I try not to post too much about myself online anymore. So maybe this is an even more narcissistic version of the meme: Ten Things About Me
. This was my first fannish identity, starting in 2004. As ineke
, I wrote in Due South and Stargate SG-1. Those stories aren't online anymore, but I'll archive them once AOOO opens to the general public. As ineke
, I also posted a hell of a lot about myself. Which is why I'm now tevere
. Lesson learned!
. At the moment I'm writing Generation Kill, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, and So You Think You Can Dance (RPS). I'm a slasher at heart, although I write a mix of slash, gen and het. Although I finish one, maybe two stories a year, the ratio of my WIPs to finished stories is (depressingly) about 10:1.
. I'm Chinese...
4. ...But not a POC
. I'm Asian, but white! You have no idea how many people's heads explode over this idea. Genetics is a funny thing. In university I used to dye my hair black, and that was the only time people ever asked, "What are you?" or "Where are you from?"
5. East Timor
. I live in East Timor (Timor-Leste). What you might not know about East Timor is that it's beautiful. I guess all countries are, in their own way, but Timor is harsh and stark and lush and pristine and dusty, and its sunsets make you catch your breath and feel like the world is poised and waiting for... something
I dislike society's constant message that the things we buy and own are somehow the measure of our worth. I like knowing where my food comes from, and the slow, thoughtful process of making it into meals. ...I acknowledge this attitude may change when I have kids.
. I came relatively late to vegetarianism, in my mid-twenties. Apart from the usual reasons (animal welfare, the environment), I have a completely selfish one: I like the fact that each time I eat, I'm reminded of a choice I
made. It might be an illusion, but choice makes us feel free, right?
. People generally accept vegetarianism. But social drinking is such a large part of Australian culture that the polite refusal of alcohol tends to cause confusion -- or, occasionally, offence. Seriously, people get hostile about it. WTF? Funnily, nobody has a problem if I claim I can't because of 'religious reasons'. Or if I'm the only one sober enough to take them home.
. I'm always embarrassed when The Boy (also an atheist) reads his family heirloom Bible on the plane, in case we crash and that's
the book that's found on our dead bodies.
10. Not a good person
. Once, an interviewer asked which religion I was. I said I was an atheist. She looked at me and said, puzzled, "So what do you base your morals on?" Afterwards, when I was done being violently offended, I realised it was a fair enough question. These days, I think about what it means to be a good person quite a lot. I read about ethics and jurisprudence, and what we owe to each other. I try to question my choices and do what I believe to be right. And yet... I still fail, most of the time.
What else do you know about me?