Q & A à la T.
Well, hell, if it's good enough for Neil Gaiman, it's good enough for us.
Not your everyday questions, son!
1. What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Curled in a blanket with no duties or things to do, a good book, excellent tea, my cat, and a warm breeze through the open windows. I'm putting myself to sleep just thinking about it.
2. What is your greatest fear?
Absolute darkness, to be blinded and left alone.
3. Which living person do you most admire and why?
Amber. I've seen people go through all the things that she has gone through, and none have come out with even a quarter of the awesomeness she has managed. She is my heroine and home away from home.
4. What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
I have an inexplicable capacity to sabatoge myself out of having fun, whether by being forgetful, scared, or just disorganized in life.
5. What is the trait you most deplore in others?
One of my least favorite things is being lied to, or being told a half-truth. And it annoys me when people talk through movies. Oh, and people with messiah complexes.
6. What has been your most embarrassing moment?
Probably every time I've told a boy I like him and been turned down. Talk about shriveling your ego.
7. What vehicles do you own?
I owned a little red Pontiac, but my junkie relatives and choice others fucked up and now it's gone forever. Good times, good times.
8. What is your greatest extravagance?
Beautiful journals I will never use.
9. What is your most treasured possession?
Probably my camera, or music collection (especially mixes sent to me over the years).
10. Where would you like to live?
I don't mind living here so much, just wish I lived alone and in a better neighborhood.
11. What makes you depressed?
Occasionally my home smells like a cess pool, completely not my fault-- that pretty much takes the wind out of my sails, coming home to filth. I also don't like going too long without seeing close friends. It aggravates my nerves. And if I don't write SOMETHING, anything, for a long time, I tend to feel worthless. Even if no one reads it, it needs to be written.
12. What do you most dislike about your appearance?
I have stubborn and random acne that cannot be predicted or easily contained. I feel soooo junior high and I'm 22. And I have random moles. They annoy me.
13. Who would play you in a movie of your life?
Elijah Wood. He would wear a wig and shave.
14. What is your most unappealing habit?
According to Amber, it's playing carousel with Dr Pepper cans in the fridge. Haha! Otherwise, probably that I am incredibly spacey. I forget what I'm doing and why I'm doing it mid-action.
15. What is your favourite smell?
Burning leaves.
16. What is your favourite word?
Tergiversation. Phoebe and I co-own it, although we didn't create it.
17. What is your favourite book?
At the moment it would be Augusten Burroughs' Dry. It was hysterical and deeply depressing all at once. But I could never choose a favorite book OR novel, not really.
18. What is your fancy dress costume of choice?
I have a bunch of costumes stored away-- ninja, pirate, saucy schoolteacher, disco whore, you name it. It's what happens when you collect thrift store stuff all your life.
19. Radiator or air conditioning?
"I'd rather be too warm than too cold." -- That's what Neil said, and it's perfect.
20. Cat or dog?
It used to be dog, now it's cat because I have one that I love more than all other animals at the moment. Maybe next it'll be a manatee.
21. Is it better to give or to receive?
Giving. I love giving random stuff for no apparent reason. I try to have gifts for friends each time I see them when it's been a while.
22. What is your guiltiest pleasure?
Sleeeeeeping past noon as often as possible.
24. To whom would you most like to say sorry and why?
No one, really. A lot of the time I will say "sorry" but what I really mean is, "sorry I am this way."
And that's like apologizing for existing. But old habits die hard, or not at all.
25. What or who is the greatest love of your life?
Aside from my bitchy cat, probably pen and paper in general.
26. Which living person do you most despise and why?
No one really. I am a pretty agreeable lass. Unless, you know, you steal my sister's wallet when I am in the throes of a self-evolution and am liable to snap at any second. Hey, it's a phase.
27. Have you ever said "I love you" without meaning it?
I don't say it very often, so no.
28. Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
Online it's probably WTF and vocally it's probably "what the fuck?"
29. What has been your biggest disappointment?
That I am still a douchebag after all these years.
30. What is your greatest regret?
I don't have any real ones yet, give me time to make some more mistakes.
31. When and where were you happiest?
Gallivanting in the fields with my best friend in high school at her house in the country-- I was still in high school, I was disinterested in making a life beyond watching The Labyrinth and The Doors alternately, I wrote a lot and people enjoyed reading it, and I really didn't give a crap about anything. Simple and happy times.
32. When did you last cry, and why?
It was fairly recent, just after watching House of Sand and Fog. Someone could have warned a bitch.
:|
I cried for two hours afterward, sobbed like it was my birthright.
33. How do you relax?
Bubble bath, pen and sketchbook. I don't actually sketch, but I draft.
36. What single thing would improve the quality of your life?
Gerard Butler in my bed every morning? Just saying.
37. What do you consider your greatest achievement?
Nothing just yet. Or at least I hope not. If the best of what I have has already passed, I will be mad.
38. What keeps you awake at night?
Sirens, noisy neighbors, my own damn self.
39. What song would you like played at your funeral?
"Alive" by Pearl Jam. Ahahahaha.
40. How would you like to be remembered?
As the writer of the great american southern novel, or at least the writer's editor.
41. What is the most important lesson life has taught you?
Don't eat the yellow snow.
I kept wanting to steal Neil's answers, but eh. He is a forty-something famous writer/father/idol-type, and I am only me. I'd like to keep it that way.
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Oh, and because not everyone is on myspace and facebook, the new, less improved and vaguely hedonistic heroin-chic Tea!
Yeah, rum!
No, I don't smoke. Never have. Although, you know, there's always room for another addiction.
Not your everyday questions, son!
1. What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Curled in a blanket with no duties or things to do, a good book, excellent tea, my cat, and a warm breeze through the open windows. I'm putting myself to sleep just thinking about it.
2. What is your greatest fear?
Absolute darkness, to be blinded and left alone.
3. Which living person do you most admire and why?
Amber. I've seen people go through all the things that she has gone through, and none have come out with even a quarter of the awesomeness she has managed. She is my heroine and home away from home.
4. What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
I have an inexplicable capacity to sabatoge myself out of having fun, whether by being forgetful, scared, or just disorganized in life.
5. What is the trait you most deplore in others?
One of my least favorite things is being lied to, or being told a half-truth. And it annoys me when people talk through movies. Oh, and people with messiah complexes.
6. What has been your most embarrassing moment?
Probably every time I've told a boy I like him and been turned down. Talk about shriveling your ego.
7. What vehicles do you own?
I owned a little red Pontiac, but my junkie relatives and choice others fucked up and now it's gone forever. Good times, good times.
8. What is your greatest extravagance?
Beautiful journals I will never use.
9. What is your most treasured possession?
Probably my camera, or music collection (especially mixes sent to me over the years).
10. Where would you like to live?
I don't mind living here so much, just wish I lived alone and in a better neighborhood.
11. What makes you depressed?
Occasionally my home smells like a cess pool, completely not my fault-- that pretty much takes the wind out of my sails, coming home to filth. I also don't like going too long without seeing close friends. It aggravates my nerves. And if I don't write SOMETHING, anything, for a long time, I tend to feel worthless. Even if no one reads it, it needs to be written.
12. What do you most dislike about your appearance?
I have stubborn and random acne that cannot be predicted or easily contained. I feel soooo junior high and I'm 22. And I have random moles. They annoy me.
13. Who would play you in a movie of your life?
Elijah Wood. He would wear a wig and shave.
14. What is your most unappealing habit?
According to Amber, it's playing carousel with Dr Pepper cans in the fridge. Haha! Otherwise, probably that I am incredibly spacey. I forget what I'm doing and why I'm doing it mid-action.
15. What is your favourite smell?
Burning leaves.
16. What is your favourite word?
Tergiversation. Phoebe and I co-own it, although we didn't create it.
17. What is your favourite book?
At the moment it would be Augusten Burroughs' Dry. It was hysterical and deeply depressing all at once. But I could never choose a favorite book OR novel, not really.
18. What is your fancy dress costume of choice?
I have a bunch of costumes stored away-- ninja, pirate, saucy schoolteacher, disco whore, you name it. It's what happens when you collect thrift store stuff all your life.
19. Radiator or air conditioning?
"I'd rather be too warm than too cold." -- That's what Neil said, and it's perfect.
20. Cat or dog?
It used to be dog, now it's cat because I have one that I love more than all other animals at the moment. Maybe next it'll be a manatee.
21. Is it better to give or to receive?
Giving. I love giving random stuff for no apparent reason. I try to have gifts for friends each time I see them when it's been a while.
22. What is your guiltiest pleasure?
Sleeeeeeping past noon as often as possible.
24. To whom would you most like to say sorry and why?
No one, really. A lot of the time I will say "sorry" but what I really mean is, "sorry I am this way."
And that's like apologizing for existing. But old habits die hard, or not at all.
25. What or who is the greatest love of your life?
Aside from my bitchy cat, probably pen and paper in general.
26. Which living person do you most despise and why?
No one really. I am a pretty agreeable lass. Unless, you know, you steal my sister's wallet when I am in the throes of a self-evolution and am liable to snap at any second. Hey, it's a phase.
27. Have you ever said "I love you" without meaning it?
I don't say it very often, so no.
28. Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
Online it's probably WTF and vocally it's probably "what the fuck?"
29. What has been your biggest disappointment?
That I am still a douchebag after all these years.
30. What is your greatest regret?
I don't have any real ones yet, give me time to make some more mistakes.
31. When and where were you happiest?
Gallivanting in the fields with my best friend in high school at her house in the country-- I was still in high school, I was disinterested in making a life beyond watching The Labyrinth and The Doors alternately, I wrote a lot and people enjoyed reading it, and I really didn't give a crap about anything. Simple and happy times.
32. When did you last cry, and why?
It was fairly recent, just after watching House of Sand and Fog. Someone could have warned a bitch.
:|
I cried for two hours afterward, sobbed like it was my birthright.
33. How do you relax?
Bubble bath, pen and sketchbook. I don't actually sketch, but I draft.
36. What single thing would improve the quality of your life?
Gerard Butler in my bed every morning? Just saying.
37. What do you consider your greatest achievement?
Nothing just yet. Or at least I hope not. If the best of what I have has already passed, I will be mad.
38. What keeps you awake at night?
Sirens, noisy neighbors, my own damn self.
39. What song would you like played at your funeral?
"Alive" by Pearl Jam. Ahahahaha.
40. How would you like to be remembered?
As the writer of the great american southern novel, or at least the writer's editor.
41. What is the most important lesson life has taught you?
Don't eat the yellow snow.
I kept wanting to steal Neil's answers, but eh. He is a forty-something famous writer/father/idol-type, and I am only me. I'd like to keep it that way.
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Oh, and because not everyone is on myspace and facebook, the new, less improved and vaguely hedonistic heroin-chic Tea!
Yeah, rum!
No, I don't smoke. Never have. Although, you know, there's always room for another addiction.