Procrastination FTW
Because I still can't write anything before midnight, no matter how much a fic wants to be written or the characters poke me for it. So. Meme time.
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Questions from nithrithil
1. What is currently your favorite song and why?
Poets of the Fall - War
And I don't care it's after midnight, I'm going to listen to it now :P Ack. Nearly missed out why.
Pretty much, ever since discovering this band I have adored everything they've done. Basically, I like the lyrics, that they have a bit of meaning to them and the video is pretty cool as well (Alan Wake :D).
2. If you could go anywhere right now, where would you choose?
Hmm...Either Argentina to visit my best friend since he's been saying for years for me to do it or Italy. Thank you AC for rekindling that desire to go to Venice in my lifetime. Though I'd probably add Florence in as well now.
3. Do you play any instruments? If not, is there an instrument you wish you could play?
I used to play the keyboard when I was wee, but got out of practice. Keyboard I had was huge and heaving it down into the town, in a wallpaper carrier bag in the tipping down rain was not my idea of fun. So it fell away. Would like to learn the piano, friend from school could play it and I always fancied learning.
4. If you could make a movie about anything at all, what would you choose to make it about?
Something horror. Definitely. I'd attempt something with atmosphere to it, that wasn't a load of "BOO!" moments. And if I managed to get a creepy looking monster that would be a bonus.
5. What is one of your pet peeves?
Got a list as long as your arm. Seriously. Top pet peeve, people in supermarkets who stand and decide to have a conversation about life, the universe and everything in it, right in front of what you want to get. And they don't move. Not until they've discussed everything. Which always, always seems to happen in my local (not to mention only) supermarket in the town.
My internet has gone to crap, the neighbours have decided to invite someone round who is now banging on their front door and this fic...is annoying me now. Lovely.
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Questions from nithrithil
1. What is currently your favorite song and why?
Poets of the Fall - War
Click to viewAnd I don't care it's after midnight, I'm going to listen to it now :P Ack. Nearly missed out why.
Pretty much, ever since discovering this band I have adored everything they've done. Basically, I like the lyrics, that they have a bit of meaning to them and the video is pretty cool as well (Alan Wake :D).
2. If you could go anywhere right now, where would you choose?
Hmm...Either Argentina to visit my best friend since he's been saying for years for me to do it or Italy. Thank you AC for rekindling that desire to go to Venice in my lifetime. Though I'd probably add Florence in as well now.
3. Do you play any instruments? If not, is there an instrument you wish you could play?
I used to play the keyboard when I was wee, but got out of practice. Keyboard I had was huge and heaving it down into the town, in a wallpaper carrier bag in the tipping down rain was not my idea of fun. So it fell away. Would like to learn the piano, friend from school could play it and I always fancied learning.
4. If you could make a movie about anything at all, what would you choose to make it about?
Something horror. Definitely. I'd attempt something with atmosphere to it, that wasn't a load of "BOO!" moments. And if I managed to get a creepy looking monster that would be a bonus.
5. What is one of your pet peeves?
Got a list as long as your arm. Seriously. Top pet peeve, people in supermarkets who stand and decide to have a conversation about life, the universe and everything in it, right in front of what you want to get. And they don't move. Not until they've discussed everything. Which always, always seems to happen in my local (not to mention only) supermarket in the town.
My internet has gone to crap, the neighbours have decided to invite someone round who is now banging on their front door and this fic...is annoying me now. Lovely.