- Name something you lost or gave away that can never be replaced. The first thing that comes to mind is a ring that my dad had had engraved with a lion's head for my mum. I can't properly remember the story behind it but I think it was something to do with a date they went on when they were younger and the lion symbolised the pub they went to? I may be wrong, but I was still devastated when I lost that. Felt so guilty.
- What 5 websites do you visit often, and why? Facebook for obvious reasons; Livejournal, mostly for fandomsecrets but also just generally to see what's going on/to lurk; Twitter, again to see what's going on, to check trends, and to check for updates on the following 2 things; Mark Reads - he's currently reading His Dark Materials and loving it which is making me re-fall in love with it; TGWTG, though I will admit I really only follow Doug's and Lindsay's stuff. Special mention to Cracked.
- Name a totally useless possession and how you came to acquire it. I'm pretty sure I'm not alone in having several useless possessions so it's difficult to narrow it down. I'll go with the windchime on my ceiling. I think I got it from Shared Earth during my windchime collecting phase, but it's always been pretty impractical. The only time it actually chimes is when I bash my head on it, so I mostly associate the sound with mild pain/annoyance/irritation. I don't know why I still keep it up there.
- What music album would be used for a movie about your life? I really don't think my life could even have a soundtrack, it's just not interesting enough to document. I'm thinking through some of my current favourite artists like Arcade Fire and Death Cab and Frightened Rabbit (a recent discovery) but none of these really feel like me. And so, thinking about it, I feel like Kate Rusby (I can't really narrow it down to a specific album) is the best fit for my life, even though I can't fully explain why.
- List your bad habits and/or addictions and what you have tried to rid yourself of them. I click my knuckles. I've heard conflicting arguments about how bad this is for you - on the one hand, as an occasional habit, it's not too bad as it's just dispelling air from your joints, but on the other hand if you do it enough you really can damage the bones or cartilage or whatever and wear them down. I click them unconsciously several times a day so I'm probably doing genuine damage. And I honestly haven't done much to curb the habit.
- If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be, and what would you do if later on you changed your mind? I'm not sure. I guess I wish I was more proactive and motivated so I could get on and do things and live my life rather than sleep in till noon every day and give each day up as a lost cause? Honestly, I don't think that's something I would want to change my mind about later, I don't know how that could have a negative effect on my life.
- What are your religious beliefs? Have they changed, or have they always stayed the same? I'm atheist-agnostic. I don't believe in a higher power or any other kind of religious entity but I embrace the possibility that they could exist. I was Christian (following my mum's example) until I went to college where I gradually became Christian-agnostic (generally unsure, but accepting the possibility of the existence of the Christian God), and then during my time at university I became less and less inclined to believe in any kind of god.
- When was your last food craving, and what did you crave? I don't remember. I mean, I crave food most of the time, tbh, and it's usually chocolate unless I've just stuffed myself with chocolate, in which case I may crave an apple to offset the chocolate. I guess the last thing I craved was a toasted teacake, and I had one. *shrug*
- Who was your first crush and what made them special? Earliest one I can remember was when I was in year 3, I had a crush on a boy called Sam. I don't think there was anything special about it him except that I thought he was good-looking?
- Name your most cherished childhood memory. I'm seriously running out of steam now. I can't think of a specific one, really, so I'll pick a memory at random. Actually, I'll deviate a bit. It's not a memory, it's a sound. It's the way my mum used to call my name when she was in a happy playful mood. She'd say it in a funny sing-song, and although I can't fully remember the context around it (though I remember the sound very clearly) I get the feeling she'd use that voice when I was being moody and it was her way of teasing me and trying to get me to stop being so serious. It's not something I can fully explain, but there you go. Something I cherish.
Holy crap, there are 80 of these things. I think I've written more than enough for now. I may come back to answer more. I may not. The latter is more likely.