May 11, 2005 16:26
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions; I get to pick the questions.
3. Either reply with your answers or post your answers with these instructions so that I can come and get questions from you.
4. Do it.
1. Do you honestly think you’ll get back to Victoria? When?
Yes I do honestly think I will because if I don't, there is a very real chance that I'll shrivel up and die. First, I'm going to move to Edmonton and save up some money and peruse my options. I don't know how long that will take, but hopefully it will be in the time frame of soonish.
2. What’s with taking eight months to get to the book I gave you?
Well, I'm just a horrible procrastinator. But it's cool this way because I had forgotten everything you had told me about it so the first seven chapters when you find out they're Jesus clones aren't dreadfully boring. And for the next seven chapters (at least) I will be so horribly amused about the Jesus clones having sex and jumping out of windows, killing their parents, and talking to apostles in their heads (that is who Paul is right? 'cause at first I just thought he was schizophrenic)
3. If you were a Jesus clone what powers would you want? Would you feel bad about using them for evil?
I would want the ability to shape-shift (myself as well as other people), read minds, fly, and I dunno, heal people, I guess. I might feel a little bad...probably worse if I knew I was a clone of Jesus.
4. In earth science, did you prefer weather or tectonics? Which would I like more?
Ugh. Neither. Tectonics, because it's a cooler word. Why would you want to take Earth Science?
5. If your mother had lived in Victoria, what do you imagine you’d be doing with your life right now? Would it be better or worse than what’s actually going on?
If my mum lived in Victoria I would still be in Victoria, which would be nice. I don't know if I would have moved away from her then. I probably would but it would have been less satisfying because I'd still have had to see her all the time. I would probably be more fucked up than I am now. I hope I would have had the same friends, or most of the same friends, anyway. I may have finished high school. I may have killed my mother. I may have become a drug-addled prostitute. There are endless possibilities. But I'm at a point where I don't absolutely hate my life right now and most of the hypotheses I'm coming up with for my bizarro life are horrible, so I think it's probably better like this.