well let me tell you something about america.
Aw, this survey's neat. Stole it from Nicky.
If I were a month, I'd be :: December.
If I were a day of the week, I'd be :: Friday.
If I were a time of day, I'd be :: Midnight, I think.
If I were a planet, I'd be :: Mercury.
If I were a sea animal, I'd be :: A seahorse. I want to be something little and bizarre that just kicks it in the sea.
If I were a direction, I'd be :: West. I like it. Maybe southwest.
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be :: Earth table!!
If I were a sin, I'd be :: Gluttony.
If I were a historical figure, I'd be :: Probably someone like Emily Dickinson, if she counts. I'm a homebody who writes poetry with odd grammar and I like to bake people things.
If I were a flower, I'd be :: Sunflower, undoubtedly.
If I were a kind of weather, I'd be :: A cold but clear and sunny winter's day, with a brittle blue sky.
If I were a musical instrument, I'd be :: Tambourine. *dies*
If I were an animal, I'd be :: Flamingo. :O
If I were a color, I'd be :: Orange.
If I were a sound, I'd be :: Snare drum. Leaves dancing on concrete. Crayons rattling around in a box. "*squeak!*" Obviously, I have no idea. I'm some bizarre cacophony.
If I were a movie, I'd be :: Velvet Goldmine: I'm big on the queer, I'm colorful and glittery, I don't make much sense, I'm full of weird verses, and I'm burdened by regret at the end.
If I were a food, I'd be :: Fruit salad!
If I were a material, I'd be :: Feathers.
If I were a taste, I'd be :: Strawberry.
If I were a facial expression, I'd be :: A cheesy grin with glittering eyes.
If I were a part of a house, I'd be :: The staircase.
If I were a cartoon character, I'd be :: Can I be Beaker from the Muppet Show? I'm having trouble with this one.
If I were a shape, I'd be :: A five-pointed star, I think.
If I were a number, I'd be :: 21
Mmmm. Tuna sandwich. I love multigrain bread, genuinely. It's more delicious than the usual white or wheat or rye or pumpernickel. And Tori Amos nice and loud! I get to do this because Smeg and Mom are both gone. w00t.
It's really windy and chilly out today. Well, I'm guessing that it's chilly - it's cold enough in here for me to drag out my midnight blue thick sweater.
I want to write. I just don't know what yet.
J.
If I were a month, I'd be :: December.
If I were a day of the week, I'd be :: Friday.
If I were a time of day, I'd be :: Midnight, I think.
If I were a planet, I'd be :: Mercury.
If I were a sea animal, I'd be :: A seahorse. I want to be something little and bizarre that just kicks it in the sea.
If I were a direction, I'd be :: West. I like it. Maybe southwest.
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be :: Earth table!!
If I were a sin, I'd be :: Gluttony.
If I were a historical figure, I'd be :: Probably someone like Emily Dickinson, if she counts. I'm a homebody who writes poetry with odd grammar and I like to bake people things.
If I were a flower, I'd be :: Sunflower, undoubtedly.
If I were a kind of weather, I'd be :: A cold but clear and sunny winter's day, with a brittle blue sky.
If I were a musical instrument, I'd be :: Tambourine. *dies*
If I were an animal, I'd be :: Flamingo. :O
If I were a color, I'd be :: Orange.
If I were a sound, I'd be :: Snare drum. Leaves dancing on concrete. Crayons rattling around in a box. "*squeak!*" Obviously, I have no idea. I'm some bizarre cacophony.
If I were a movie, I'd be :: Velvet Goldmine: I'm big on the queer, I'm colorful and glittery, I don't make much sense, I'm full of weird verses, and I'm burdened by regret at the end.
If I were a food, I'd be :: Fruit salad!
If I were a material, I'd be :: Feathers.
If I were a taste, I'd be :: Strawberry.
If I were a facial expression, I'd be :: A cheesy grin with glittering eyes.
If I were a part of a house, I'd be :: The staircase.
If I were a cartoon character, I'd be :: Can I be Beaker from the Muppet Show? I'm having trouble with this one.
If I were a shape, I'd be :: A five-pointed star, I think.
If I were a number, I'd be :: 21
Mmmm. Tuna sandwich. I love multigrain bread, genuinely. It's more delicious than the usual white or wheat or rye or pumpernickel. And Tori Amos nice and loud! I get to do this because Smeg and Mom are both gone. w00t.
It's really windy and chilly out today. Well, I'm guessing that it's chilly - it's cold enough in here for me to drag out my midnight blue thick sweater.
I want to write. I just don't know what yet.
J.