In 24 hours I'm gonna be with my dad and my brother, sitting in Comerica park! It's kind of a crazy feeling.
I've been excited to go home forever, and of course I still am, but I'm terrible at goodbyes. I always cry and hold The Boyfriend and decide I don't want to leave, not ever. Probably within three weeks of being home I'll want to come back to Portland, but I know I don't want to stay here for the summer. I wish I could transplant my favorite people to my favorite place. It's home. And this summer might be my last summer that I can spend there, so. Obviously I want to go. It's just tough leaving people behind.
And this post is not at all me procrastinating from packing. No, not at all.
1. You're stuck in an elevator. There are three other people with you. Who are they?
If fictional people are included: Kara Thrace, Tony Stark, and my friend Flo. I realized while watching Iron Man 2 that I would love to see Kara Thrace and Tony Stark interact, because they kind of have the same outward persona--they make bad decisions and they are the best at what they do. Flo because she and I can entertain each other forever.
Without fictional people: Flo, again. Then Barack Obama and Nathan Fillon. I'd love to have both the president of the United States, and this ridiculous, hilarious actor in the same room. And I'd love to have a serious conversation with President Obama, as well as just the sort of fucking around you're bound to get to at some point while stuck in the elevator--stupid games or sharing embarrassing stories, you know?
2. What's the best dream you remember having?
Ummmmmmmm....probably one that was inappropriate to share on LJ? :P
3. If you won a contest to name the next planet that astronomers discover, what would you name it?
It totally depends on what the planet's like! I mean, a gas giant would be way different than Pluto (which I call a planet, I don't care what you say!!!!) I'd probably go with something from Greek or Roman mythology though; I've been reading Wikipedia pages about them, ever since I came up with my character Thia after Theia, who gave birth to the moon and the sun.
4. They're making a BSG movie and you get to be an extra. They give you a choice between: Viper jock, Presidential aide, or the newest Cylon model. What do you pick?
viperjockviperjockviperjock! While I suppose if I'm a new Cylon model I'd probably have a bigger part, I'd kill to get put in a Viper. I know it's all green screen, but still. Plus, the bunks and games of triad and everything that pilots have together. Ooh, maybe I could be in the background of another towel scene, eh? :D *_*
I think I understand yearning for the sky the way I feel Viper pilots do. I certainly yearn for water that way, and the night sky tugs at something behind my sternum sometimes, too.
5. Lee or Sam?
Oh, it will always be Lee for me. I love him for his loyalty and his protectiveness and his silly jokes and smile. I wish we could have known him more when Zak was alive, because sometimes he lets his joy out and it's an amazing thing to see; I think he did it more often before the end of the worlds, of course, but also before Zak died. I love him for the way he loves Kara and doesn't ever really know what to do with it or what to do with her.
Sam's great. He is, and I adore him, too. But he's too easy, too safe for me. I like a fight. I think that I love these men in their relationship with Kara--because Kara Thrace makes the world go 'round, so everything comes back to her--and I love Lee with Kara more than I love Sam with Kara. I just need Sam to have more faults, really, to not be so damned good.
Jamie Bamber to Michael Trucco, however--I think I gotta go with Trucco. Jamie's got the accent but Trucco's tallllllll and that smile. *_* So pretty.