Saturday, November 25, 2006

Me me me me me

I never thought blogging would be as hard as it has lately been.
Well, I could blame the polar nights and lenghty naps by the copier, but I'm blaming the About Me-thing.
What to write on that empty little box?
I am a Finnish Fox in the empty box.
No.
I am a Finnish mother.
No. What was that I had before? Oh yes...
I am a mad Valkyrie kind of short and quiet person with tiny Moomin toes.
Oh bugger, I am too many and nothing to be described in that box.

My dear friend just pointed me how my profile is ever-changing and he's true about that all, but I'll just blame my everlasting musical crisis and Blogger, which started claiming me being a Blogger since August 2006. That wicked thing stole over six months of my life!
It was almost like that back in October 1995.

Taiga Fox: I have a doctor's appointment at 10.45.
A woman behind the desk: And your social security number is?
Taiga Fox: It's 27031988+444U.
A woman behind the desk: Could you repeat that, please? [looks closely at her megalomaniac sized computer]
Taiga Fox: it's 27031988+444U.
A woman behind the desk: I'm sorry, there is no such number.
Taiga Fox: What? How? Did you get it wrong or something?
A woman behind the desk: [repeats my social security number] No, I really mean there isn't such number. So you are not... [pause] .. alive or something.
[looks me carefully like I was a ghost or an illegal immigrant]
Taiga Fox: But I am here.
A woman behind the desk: Yes you are, but there really isn't...
oh wait,
sorry, I forgot to press enter.

It felt awful to be no-one, not living, for that short moment of my questionable existence, but now it would be so easy to be anything I ever wanted.
Why can't I just write just something on that box?
As far as I know, only three bloggers (Finnhund, Patroclus and James) would really know I wouldn't be telling the truth, because they have seen me in real life.



So here it goes:
I am 8,1 ft tall * blond cellist and have a PhD in feline psychology. I have an Afghan dog kennel and a raising political career in Japan, which amazes even myself, because I'm 17.

I have an online identity problem.

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Update:
*Was that bit too much? Hmm, it might have been. Although few weeks ago I saw a man almost tall as that. But that would turn my online identity to be something like this, wouldn't it? Is she a woman or an animal?

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well consider yourself lucky!
It's far worse having an offline problem;-)

Taiga the Fox said...

I might also have an offline smiley problem.

Dave said...

You are a wonderfully inventive and interesting writer in a foreign language.

Taiga the Fox said...

Thank you Dave.
:)
(I don't have an online smiley problem.)

Dave said...

Re update, they way you've written it, I read that you were aged 8, and 1 foot tall. If you meant 8 foot 1 inch, the way we show that over here would be 8'1".

Taiga the Fox said...

Yes, I'm quite confused as well.
So, as far as I know, I am a very small blonde, but brunette amazon, aged 8 or 17.

Dave said...

I prefer smaller women.

Taiga the Fox said...

Dave, this isn't really an online-dating-page.

BiB said...

Tämä valokuva on hyvin disturbeminen. Voisitko fillia blankkija?

Taiga the Fox said...

Fillia blankkija? You mean, I should fill the blanco? Well, isn't that wonderful, you can copy-paste any face you want there...

Hmm. That would have been handy today, after the gig and early rise.

Anonymous said...

Haubaut fill in the Danko:-)

Taiga the Fox said...

Haubaut sounds somewhat German-ish, but I suppose I know who you are so possibly not.

I saw the 8 feet giant man today too, so I haven't made that up. He is a giant.