1. Can you cook? I can, but I don't do it often. And by often, I mean never. I hate cooking for myself, but will gladly cook for others. :) 2. What was your dream growing up? I wanted to be a writer. Still chasing that dream to a certain extent! 3. What talent do you wish you had? I wish that I could play an instrument - particularly the bass guitar. I've been wanting to learn it for years. Once I get my finances figured out, I'm definitely going to buy one. 4. Favorite place? Wherever friends and good times are. :) 5. Favorite vegetable? I'm rather fond of green peppers. 6. What was the last book you read? The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger. 7. What zodiac sign are you? Virgo. 8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? My ears were pierced when I was thirteen, but they got infected and I haven't worn earrings since. 9. Worst Habit? I play with my hair, procrastinate, and dig out my wedgies in public. Haha! 10. Do we know each other outside of lj?We do not. :( I blame this on us being on opposite sides of the country! 11. What is your favorite sport? Hockey! :D 12. Negative or Optimistic attitude? Very optimistic. Negative attitudes and I don't jive well. 13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me? Talk your ear off, more than likely. :) 14. Worst thing to ever happen to you? The passing of my grandmother in 2004. 15. Tell me one weird fact about you: I am a neat freak in almost every sense ... with the exception of my room. If you were to look at my office, or files on my computer, or anywhere else, there's an extreme level of organization. My room on the other hand looks as if a tornado went through it. 16. Do you have any pets? I do. :) A collie husky mix named Carmen. 17. Do you know how to do the Macarena? Heck yes. Our school even created its own version. :) I can't remember how that one goes, though. 18. What time is it where you are now? 12:11 a.m. 19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary? Scary. :\ To top it off, my mother had a rather huge collection of porcelain clowns and whatnot when I was a child. One of them you could wind up, it would play music, and gently roll it's head back and forth in time with the music. Eventually, it broke and the music would come out as a loud noise and it's head would spin around erratically. I've been terrified of clowns ever since. 20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? I would lose about five pounds. This is something that I could more than likely fix very easily, I've just been lazy the entire winter and it's built up a little. 21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience? Partner in crime, definitely! 22. What color eyes do you have? Blue-grey. Although depending on the light, they can look blue or green. 23. Ever been arrested? Nope. Thought I was going to be in Montréal though, based solely on the fact I was hanging around a Toronto Maple Leafs fan. XD 24. Bottle or Draft? Not a fan of beer, but I'd much rather drink draft.
Scary. :\ To top it off, my mother had a rather huge collection of porcelain clowns and whatnot when I was a child. One of them you could wind up, it would play music, and gently roll it's head back and forth in time with the music. Eventually, it broke and the music would come out as a loud noise and it's head would spin around erratically. I've been terrified of clowns ever since.
I am totally butting in, but your comment caught my eye because - it's a similar reason to why I find clowns scary. I had a clown that was really cute (she had curly red hair and a sweet, soft face and a little purple costume covered in white hearts), and she played 'It's a Small World.' Her head did the same thing - moved with the music. I was never afraid of her. But at some point when I was little, my grandmother got this HORRIFIC clown doll. It was in a really typical outfit (red, blue, yellow, stripes, little tufty cotton ball thingys down the middle - the whole shebang), and it was heavy because its head wasn't cloth, but this hard vinyl. It had this huge painted on red smile that looked evil and of SATAN, but that wasn't even the worse part. The worst part was that it was double-faced. So it had no back of the head. One side was the evil smile, the other side was a cruel-looking frown with little fake teardrops. I was legit terrified of it. She used to watch my cousin and me a lot during the day when our parents were at work, and she'd sit that damn clown in a chair in the back room where he and I would play board games or watch TV, and both of us were convinced that it was watching us, so we'd stuff him in the closet. She thought we liked him. *shivers* Then one night, the clown somehow showed up in our house (it's...complicated, but my cousin lived with us at the time, and we lived next-door to our grandparents). Neither of us know how he even got there? I assume he was accidentally brought over by one of my grandparents, but I don't know. We took him back next-door, put him in a bag, and hid him away in the closet, never to be spoken of again. We were seven. We then had to remove any and all other clown toys we had, and that included my cute musical one. We couldn't stand seeing any reminder.
Fast forward to both of us at 16. His dad had remarried years earlier, and had two kids, and the kids were now about six and five, and my grandmother FINDS THE CLOWN FROM HELL. She decides maybe the new generation of grandkids might want to play with him. Well, my cousin and I weren't having any of that. He told her he was going to take it home, so she let him have it. Then we took it out to the dumpster and ripped its head off. I'm not even kidding. It's possibly the most ridiculous (and violent?) thing either of us have ever done, but we murdered him. We tugged and pulled together until his nasty head came off, then we wrapped the head in one bag, dropped it in a dumpster, took the body, wrapped it another bag, and put it in a different dumpster (so he couldn't regenerate, obviously). It sounds so silly, but that thing had darkness in it. xD
Of course, now (six years later), I figure he'll come back and get his revenge - because watching SPN has made me paranoid. After all, we didn't salt and burn him. Hee.
2. What was your dream growing up? I wanted to be a writer. Still chasing that dream to a certain extent!
3. What talent do you wish you had? I wish that I could play an instrument - particularly the bass guitar. I've been wanting to learn it for years. Once I get my finances figured out, I'm definitely going to buy one.
4. Favorite place? Wherever friends and good times are. :)
5. Favorite vegetable? I'm rather fond of green peppers.
6. What was the last book you read? The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger.
7. What zodiac sign are you? Virgo.
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? My ears were pierced when I was thirteen, but they got infected and I haven't worn earrings since.
9. Worst Habit? I play with my hair, procrastinate, and dig out my wedgies in public. Haha!
10. Do we know each other outside of lj?We do not. :( I blame this on us being on opposite sides of the country!
11. What is your favorite sport? Hockey! :D
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude? Very optimistic. Negative attitudes and I don't jive well.
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me? Talk your ear off, more than likely. :)
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you? The passing of my grandmother in 2004.
15. Tell me one weird fact about you: I am a neat freak in almost every sense ... with the exception of my room. If you were to look at my office, or files on my computer, or anywhere else, there's an extreme level of organization. My room on the other hand looks as if a tornado went through it.
16. Do you have any pets? I do. :) A collie husky mix named Carmen.
17. Do you know how to do the Macarena? Heck yes. Our school even created its own version. :) I can't remember how that one goes, though.
18. What time is it where you are now? 12:11 a.m.
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary? Scary. :\ To top it off, my mother had a rather huge collection of porcelain clowns and whatnot when I was a child. One of them you could wind up, it would play music, and gently roll it's head back and forth in time with the music. Eventually, it broke and the music would come out as a loud noise and it's head would spin around erratically. I've been terrified of clowns ever since.
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? I would lose about five pounds. This is something that I could more than likely fix very easily, I've just been lazy the entire winter and it's built up a little.
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience? Partner in crime, definitely!
22. What color eyes do you have? Blue-grey. Although depending on the light, they can look blue or green.
23. Ever been arrested? Nope. Thought I was going to be in Montréal though, based solely on the fact I was hanging around a Toronto Maple Leafs fan. XD
24. Bottle or Draft? Not a fan of beer, but I'd much rather drink draft.
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I am totally butting in, but your comment caught my eye because - it's a similar reason to why I find clowns scary. I had a clown that was really cute (she had curly red hair and a sweet, soft face and a little purple costume covered in white hearts), and she played 'It's a Small World.' Her head did the same thing - moved with the music. I was never afraid of her. But at some point when I was little, my grandmother got this HORRIFIC clown doll. It was in a really typical outfit (red, blue, yellow, stripes, little tufty cotton ball thingys down the middle - the whole shebang), and it was heavy because its head wasn't cloth, but this hard vinyl. It had this huge painted on red smile that looked evil and of SATAN, but that wasn't even the worse part. The worst part was that it was double-faced. So it had no back of the head. One side was the evil smile, the other side was a cruel-looking frown with little fake teardrops. I was legit terrified of it. She used to watch my cousin and me a lot during the day when our parents were at work, and she'd sit that damn clown in a chair in the back room where he and I would play board games or watch TV, and both of us were convinced that it was watching us, so we'd stuff him in the closet. She thought we liked him. *shivers* Then one night, the clown somehow showed up in our house (it's...complicated, but my cousin lived with us at the time, and we lived next-door to our grandparents). Neither of us know how he even got there? I assume he was accidentally brought over by one of my grandparents, but I don't know. We took him back next-door, put him in a bag, and hid him away in the closet, never to be spoken of again. We were seven. We then had to remove any and all other clown toys we had, and that included my cute musical one. We couldn't stand seeing any reminder.
Fast forward to both of us at 16. His dad had remarried years earlier, and had two kids, and the kids were now about six and five, and my grandmother FINDS THE CLOWN FROM HELL. She decides maybe the new generation of grandkids might want to play with him. Well, my cousin and I weren't having any of that. He told her he was going to take it home, so she let him have it. Then we took it out to the dumpster and ripped its head off. I'm not even kidding. It's possibly the most ridiculous (and violent?) thing either of us have ever done, but we murdered him. We tugged and pulled together until his nasty head came off, then we wrapped the head in one bag, dropped it in a dumpster, took the body, wrapped it another bag, and put it in a different dumpster (so he couldn't regenerate, obviously). It sounds so silly, but that thing had darkness in it. xD
Of course, now (six years later), I figure he'll come back and get his revenge - because watching SPN has made me paranoid. After all, we didn't salt and burn him. Hee.
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