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Hi, j_amanda and ccoralacid

I just took a look at my bio page and saw that both of you have friended me.  So, I wanted to let you know that I've returned the favour.

Do you ever post, ccoralacid ?  I know you found me through my TS post about World AIDS Day, but apart from that and the fact that your LJ bio page says you're in the UK, that's all I know about you.  Care to provide some hints about your interests, or which of mine you share?

You and I, j_amanda , can discuss the finer points of hurricanes vs. earthquakes, which could be used as a metaphor for that old question -- Would you, or wouldn't you, want to know in advance when you're going to die?  Hurricanes:  knowing ahead of time, getting to set all your affairs in order, getting to make your final goodbyes.  Earthquakes:  you step into the street and get hit by a bus.  (I'm only being a little tongue in cheek here; it's actually a really interesting question, and I'd love to know which side people take.)  I'm firmly in the "wants advance warning" camp.

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j_amanda
Dec. 24th, 2004 01:07 pm (UTC)
Nah, morbidity is not likely to scare me off. Christmas, however, is a whole 'nother story. Bah! (Sorry, I try not to inflict my humbug sentiments on people but sometimes they just bleed through.)

After your experience with your friend I can understand why you'd want control. In that I agree, I want to be free to shuffle off this mortal coil should I feel the need. But I don't want it pre-determined by someone else, e.g. lethal injection by The State. This is why I don't commit capital crimes. Other than the fact that I'm not, well, a criminal.

Hope you got all your presents wrapped!
aswanargent
Dec. 24th, 2004 01:16 pm (UTC)
Not last night (I collapsed on the bed about 9:30 p.m. thinking "I'll just lie down a moment and rest my eyes" -- famous last words). The next thing I knew I was waking up bright-eyed and busy-tailed at 3:45 a.m., so I got up, made coffee, and finished the wrapping then. Chloe (my 17+ year old cat) probably thought I was crazy, but she was too polite to say anything. She just stayed on the bed sleeping.