Beowabbit

My friend [chienne_folle] doesn’t have a LiveJournal account [but she does now]; she does her communicating the old-fashioned way, and she’s very good at it. I first met her when I was subletting an apartment in Princeton from her and her partner Norman one summer. In echos of my story about keyne, I thought she was a really neat, interesting person, and I was sorry I wasn’t likely to really get to know her. But then she and Norman moved to Boston years later, and now she’s one of my closest and most trusted friends.

She is an amazingly warm and kind person, and an incredible listener. I tend to lean on my friends a lot, and I lean on [chienne_folle] more than most – she’s just so very good at it. I feel especially good when I can reciprocate a little bit. She’s always been supportive, free with advice at the same time she realizes that advice isn’t always the point, perceptive, engaged, and caring. She’s very intelligent, but not just in a scholarly, fact-oriented way: she understands people. The things that don’t make sense make sense to her, and to have somebody like that in your life is a blessing.

She’s another one of those people who seem to me like a real grownup, while most of us are just faking it. She’s mature and responsible and trustworthy, but she doesn’t forget to put the oxygen mask on herself before assisting other passengers. If everybody on this planet had a tenth of her interpersonal smarts, this would be a much, much better world; as it is, it’s a much better world than it would be without [chienne_folle] in it.

I met bitty several years ago when she moved to Boston, but I’d been hearing about her from my friend lilbjorn, who had loads of good stuff to say about her. She’s high-energy and fun, and even when she’s complaining about something (<deadpan>which never happens</deadpan>) she turns it into a funny, entertaining story and smiles through it. She is an excellent and generous cook, and tends to bring baked goods wherever she goes. If she ever offers to feed you, take her up on it. She’s a kind and giving person, and I’m always happy when I get to see her. I’m glad she moved to Boston, and I’m glad she’s my friend, and I’m glad for the time we’ve spent together. Yay for bitty!

There are a handful of people on my friends list whom I tend to learn important, interesting things about myself from reading. eisa is one of them. (wispfox and ladytabitha also come to mind.) eisa is intelligent and eloquent and self-aware and observant (of herself and of others). And she tells wonderful stories. I admire her honesty and her directness and her cluefulness and her judgment.

( More about her being trustworthy, honourable, interesting, good company, attractive, and good for getting to know other interesting people and adorable animals. )

I could probably go on for several more paragraphs if I put my mind to it, but I think I've made my case: eisa rocks, and I'm really glad to know her.

I don’t remember exactly how long ago I met tikva; I know it was a long time after I met her before I started to feel like I knew her. But I remember being impressed with her very early on (as well as having a bit of a from-across-the-room crush on her). I think my first impression was probably of her bubbly enthusiasm and energy. And it’s contagious! ( More about tikva ) tikva is an awesome force of nature, and there are few people I would trust more with that power than tikva.