I've never understood why whacking your eyelids up and down was considered a flirtation. It's not like the hairflip, where you're exposing skin... maybe once in our pre-human heritage, the whites of the eyes were an erogenous zone?
I don't think I've ever seen you in a nasty argument on Pen. Not that I've been there in several months, but I doubt that's changed. And that probably should be listed as an official superpower. Do you have a cape?
Reading your page way back in the day is what actually got me started being some kind of an online presence myself - your shit was crazy and kooky but fundamentally honest and in-your-face, and I wanted a piece of that same action. I probably wouldn't have become friends with any of the other people who replied to this post (with the possible exception of zeldappa if it hadn't been for you, even though some of them don't know the connection and probably don't know who you are at all.
You're p-p-p-PIA! And when you're not making crazy bugeyed faces at the camera, you're gorgeous! And you've talked to me for hours and hours and hours whether I was sad, happy, bored, dr0nk, or all of / none of the above.
You're intelligent, articulate, your writing is easy to read, and you have an interestingly different outlook on things. I'm not always sure where you're at, but it's worth continuing to look to find out.
Also, you have an LJ icon of Marian from Indiana Jones knocking back a shot. How fucking cool is that? Actually, it's 90% of the reason I originally friended you. =)
You rock because you don't use your status as actual hot girl who speaks *nix to shoot fish in the barrel, ie just take up with whatever looks like the current pick of the litter from the inevitable assortment of starstruck tech guys. It's really easy for people in a highly-desired bracket like that just to never bother developing much of a personality at all because they never really needed one, but you didn't go that route at all, and that rocks.
Also you obviously have the actual skills to pay the bills, and I'm sick of poser fluffies who get MCSEs and don't know shit, so you rock for keeping it real on the tech side too. =)
You're intelligent and articulate and a total sweetheart. Also, we go so far back I'm not entirely sure you were even out of the womb yet when we first "met" on teh intarweb. How DID your mom get that keyboard in there? (I'm not even gonna speculate about the monitor. OMG!)
I never really felt like I got to know you all that well, but you're obviously a nice girl and we're down from way back in the old skool days. And the biking stuff impresses the hell out of me! If you and I ever went biking together, mine would have to have a motor, or you'd skool me like Tyson in the ring with Urkel. =)
You have anime eyes! (Well, and pretty much anime everything else, too, come to think of it.) And when you're talking shit, which is usually, your edge is sharp enough to make Don Rickles cry. Which is cool as shit. (Except when I'm sniffling back a tear.)
You never did roll with me, though, and now you're all PG-Jen so you never will, and I have to take cool points away from you for that. =)
you've been my best friend for most of a year now, and there have been times I dunno how or if I'd have kept my shit together without you. also, you occasionally just make my fucking jaw drop with something like "you know where that money came from, Jim" and not many people can do that. So yuo = rokxtar!
You're Clme! You're a master ghetto engineer, you handle technical challenges thoughtfully and on an individual basis for every one rather than a blind and formulaic response set, you always listen to me vent, and you inexplicably managed to avoid both suicide AND homicide throughout the whole Bex debacle. Also, you're funny as hell. And had a birthday party where Richard Simmons served you teh cake.
You listened to me whine without (much) complaint even when I was at my whiniest, you were very nicely spoon-y once, I feel like I always know where I stand with you, and you're an utter beast in a tickle fight. Thumbs up!