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Journal created:
on 14 October 2003 (#1391212)
Updated:
on 22 August 2021
Name:
holyschist
Location:
United States
Most posts are locked.

My primary account is on Dreamwidth, and I post most stuff public there. I will not be adding additional people to my Livejournal friendslist, so please subscribe to me at DW with your DW account or LJ OpenID account if you are interested in my posts. Feel free to make a feed here if you're just interested in my public posts.




I moderate BERJAYAmed_embroidery, a community for discussion of historical embroidery, and BERJAYAnaturaldyes, for discussion of natural dye history and technique. If you are interested in moderating either of these communities, please send me a private message.

I'm an assistant mod at BERJAYAqueerlit50, a community for reviewing books by queer authors (and if you like, more formal challenges, e.g. to read 50 books in a year). I also recommend BERJAYA50books_poc, the original, focused on authors of color. Yay, book reviews!




Testimonials


"Without BERJAYAholyschist's amazing research I would never have discovered that mammals cannot tolerate salt and are never found on the beach. I must also thank her for discovering the dinosaurs."
-BERJAYAagenttrojie

"Thanks to BERJAYAholyschist, I decided to dedicate the rest of my life to perfecting Elizabethan blackwork embroidery. Fuck all this college shit."
-BERJAYAladyofthelog

"BERJAYAholyschist is one of only three known individuals descended from the first quagga-salamander hybrid! (The other two recently eloped to Alpha Centauri.)"
-BERJAYAmhari

"If it hadn't been for BERJAYAholyschist, I would never have had the opportunity to try skydiving the hard way."
-BERJAYAodditycollector

"BERJAYAholyschist is delicious served with shallots in a white wine sauce."
-BERJAYAmercuriosity

"BERJAYAholyschist was the 14th disciple at the last supper with J.C. Without her fantabulous cooking skills, the supper would have been a disaster!"
-BERJAYAmoonofdarkness

"I'd been having a rough day. The last of my sled dogs had died that morning, and I'd eaten the little bit of meat that was left on his poor starved bones. There I was, sitting on a frozen moose-turd playing my kazoo when BERJAYAholyschist came along, mushing her team of poodles across the arctic tundra. She took pity on me, sharing some of her smoked salmon and giving me a ride all the way into Point Barrow. I offered her my body, but all she asked was that I stop playing the kazoo. That's how I became a drummer."
-BERJAYAwcg




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