TM prompts 251 & 252
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251 What's the most embarrassing thing you've ever done while sober?
Embarrassing?
That assumes I fall prey to that trait. The collective Other Memory of my ancestors has been a useful tool in avoiding the kind of gaffes that normal children and--the word is "teen-agers" in the vernacular that seems to be most current, yes--would make. I have been far more likely to cause embarrassment to my grandmother and Stilgar over the years than I have brought it on myself. Hm. I suppose we could count the months that I spent unable to control my body as an infant... that was somewhat mortifying.
The only times I would relax far enough to possibly embarrass myself would be with my brother--and I don't think I know how to be embarrassed in front of Leto. He has known me every second of all of our lives... except the time that we let me believe that he was dead. We changed, then... but we have learned each other again.
252 Innuendo.
That seems to be all that I see in the court, in all of the politics that encircle me every day. Words slipped underneath of words, games of double-speak and political maneuvering for advantage or another's dis-advantage... No, I am quite sick of innuendo, much as I excel at it, and I am not going to speak any more about it.
Embarrassing?
That assumes I fall prey to that trait. The collective Other Memory of my ancestors has been a useful tool in avoiding the kind of gaffes that normal children and--the word is "teen-agers" in the vernacular that seems to be most current, yes--would make. I have been far more likely to cause embarrassment to my grandmother and Stilgar over the years than I have brought it on myself. Hm. I suppose we could count the months that I spent unable to control my body as an infant... that was somewhat mortifying.
The only times I would relax far enough to possibly embarrass myself would be with my brother--and I don't think I know how to be embarrassed in front of Leto. He has known me every second of all of our lives... except the time that we let me believe that he was dead. We changed, then... but we have learned each other again.
252 Innuendo.
That seems to be all that I see in the court, in all of the politics that encircle me every day. Words slipped underneath of words, games of double-speak and political maneuvering for advantage or another's dis-advantage... No, I am quite sick of innuendo, much as I excel at it, and I am not going to speak any more about it.
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Date: 2008-10-25 02:01 am (UTC)I don't think it counts, the whole being a baby thing. But I wasn't made as aware of myself as I get the impression you were until I was 2 and a 1/2 years old.
Oh, by the way...Hi!
And, just so you know up front (you seem to be bugged by machines...) I'm technically not fully human, but I'm of no relation to anything genocidal that I can think of. Except my genetic father...