Where Have You Been All My Life, Meme?
A - AVAILABLE: NOT WANTING IT
B - BIRTHDAY: Feb 28
C - CAREER OF CHOICE: Hnng. It was originally going to be artist, but that got rather dashed. I don't want to stay a computer tech or logistics, but that's what I'm stuck with for now. I'd really like to get a biology degree, but then I'd need to pick a specialization.
D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Gulped me some water.
E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Kon, of course. My sister like woah. I talk to a goddamn lot of people on AIM, texts, comments and e-mail. D8
F - FAVORITE SONG: DEPENDS ON THE DAY. Sometimes things like ballad duets that piss Kon off and some days upbeat shit that I secretly hate to love and other days Nickelback which also pisses Kon off.
G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Hate bears. Like the worms, but the sugar ones look like the sour ones, so I fear them.
H - HOMETOWN: Here in Florida AND WHY IS IT GODDAMN COLD TODAY.
I - IN LOVE WITH: KON, ACCORDING TO EVERYONE. EVEN MY MOM.
J - JUGGLE: Working a bitch job on the Navy Base, keeping a cooped up Aries entertained, cooking dinner and planning meals, cleaning, taking care of my cats/fish tank, trying to keep my car from breaking down, dealing with family in the area, hanging out with local friends in an equal and fair amount, being asked to go do something every goddamn weekend, Riverside activities, trying to find time to draw, betaing fic, fandom conversations, trolling, livejournal reading, dragcave hunting, trying to make time for my old, neglected friends like Abby, owning my stupid house, giving logical advice to my unsatisfied friends, thinking up Christmas gifts that don't involve gift certificates ever (THIS IS FUCKING DIFFICULT SHUT UP), etc. :C I stressy.
K - KILLED SOMEONE: Not that I know of. Been told that I've SAVED PEOPLE for some reason, though.
L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: From Nevada. Motherfuck.
M - MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Milk Chocolate Chip. But only from Baskin Robins. Otherwise, it's vanilla time, baby.
N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: Three.
O - ONE WISH: It's reading like a to-do list in my mind. HOLY FUCK I'VE OUTGROWN WISHING? D8
P - PERSON THAT CALLED YOU LAST: My sister, on Thursday after I'd picked up my stupid car.
Q - QUEER?: IN ALMOST EVERY WAY BUT THE SEX, I THINK?
R - REASON TO SMILE: My cat won't stop rubbing his face on my shoulder right now.
S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Goodbye Earl- KON MADE ME WATCH IT LIKE EIGHT HOURS AGO, OK.
T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: A bit late, at 8:14 or some crap. Not late enough for having gone to bed at three.
U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: BLACK LIKE MY SOUL.
V - VEGETABLE(S): Garlic, broccoli, mushrooms, spinach, corn, tomatoes, spaghetti squash, lettuce.... let's just say I like vegetables more than fruit and be done.
W - WORST HABIT: Nail biting and procrastinating.
X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: Is this being vague? I've had an X-Ray of my elbow and wrist, a CT scan of my head, an MRI of my neck...
Y - YOYOS ARE: WERE: Still popular when I was like ten!
Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Pisces. The biggest troll asshole pisces I've ever heard of. WTF.
It's Christmas Countdown time. Which means getting friendship bread batter going, likely not finishing the gobs of creative gifts I always plan (FUCK YOU, I'LL DO THEM THIS YEAR, WAIT AND SEE). I have models to paint and VHS video to convert to digital media and a trip to Atlanta at the end of the month. And holy shit, classes and property taxes are going to hurt like a goddamn train /old.
It's a shame, because I had wanted to do Nanowrimo. Well, I say want, but it's in that vague way that I want to do things like being able to dance Salsa or want to learn to play the cello. Something to get to ONE DAY. Instead, I'm going to concentrate on trying to get those presents done so I might have some actual content to post to this thing instead of just my face.