there is no such thing as pure pleasure; some anxiety always goes with it

March 4: froward

There are worse things than being thought froward - such as being thought too meek or too stupid to have an opinion at all.

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• Would you ever think about converting your religion?
  "my religion" is fine the way it is, but I might consider converting to a different one.
• Would you ever dump the person you're with for someone cuter?
  "cuter" really isn't in my vernacular anymore, except when comparing one duckling to another. Besides, the question is completely moot.
• Would you ever disown one of your relatives?
  would I? Would I? Ha!
• Would you ever cheat on someone if they cheated on you?
  of course - because that makes it all even!
• Would you ever consider becoming a teacher?
  no - and ironically, this is the second time I've been asked this question today.
• Would you ever give a hitchhiker a ride somewhere?
  depends. Do I have previous acquaintance with the person? Am I 'me' or some other imagined being? Am I armed? Where am I traveling - am I in the vicinity of a prison? ...
• Would you ever try fasting for a whole week?
  *snort*
• Would you ever try to quit one of your addictions?
  [This quiz was obviously written by a child.]
• Would you ever dye your hair purple?
  sure. Hair, like most of the physical realm, is so temporary as to be nearly meaningless. Lots of people treat it with far, far too much reverence than it deserves.
• Would you ever try being with a member of the same sex?
  you mean 'being with' in the Biblical sense? Nope. Guys are complicated enough for my tiny brain to handle.
• Would you ever spend $100 for the best tasting hamburger in the world?
  why not? I've wildly over-spent on much less interesting foods.
• Would you ever consider becoming a nun?
  for about an hour after a particularly painful breakup, definitely.
• Would you rather chew gum off the ground or kill a squirrel?
  wrapped gum that I had dropped, yes. I couldn't kill a squirrel if I had to.
• Would you rather play Monopoly or Operation?
  Monopoly, please. Not because I love it, but because it doesn't make noise and flash. *gah*
• Would you rather eat chocolate or fruity candies?
  depends. I do love peanut M&Ms, but Lemon Heads and jelly beans have their moments, too. And Skittles.
• Would you rather listen to one CD forever or become deaf?
  assuming that I can also choose to turn it off occasionally, I'll take the CD. The sound of silence would be a lot to lose.
• Would you rather be deaf or blind?
  "rather" is an odd way to put it, but, I suppose, deaf
• Would you rather have a turtle or a frog for a pet?
  turtle, clearly
• Would you rather dye your hair green or blue?
  blue. I'm not such a fan of green (though I'm told that it suits me in certain shades).
• Would you rather move schools or become home-schooled?
  don't even get me started on homeschooling
• Would you rather text or talk on the phone?
  text
• Would you rather spend a day with Lady Gaga or Miley Cyrus?
  having flipped through Lady Gaga - a coffee table book by Terry Richardson - I can say unequivocally that, by comparison, I'd LOVE to be with Miley Cyrus in any manner she'd see fit to have me.
• Would you rather learn to play piano or guitar?
  piano, I suppose. Guitar has always seemed like it would be hard on the fingertips.
• Would you rather have a stomach-ache or headache?
  neither. I slept for only about 2 hours last night, thanks to a [literally] hallucination-inducing migraine. When I got up somewhere near 3:30 AM to get a drink of water and blow my nose, all the moving around (particularly the nose-blowing) was enough to make me see wiggly spots and nearly pass out from the pain. And yet I'm leery of saying that a stomachache would be better, because at least I'm used to pain in my head.
• Would you rather be overly interesting or overly dull?
  (irony, again) - I think I'm used to being overly dull, so I'll stick with that.
• Would you rather be too loud or too quiet?
  the only time I'm too loud...never mind. Ha ha ha....

[part one of many - grabbed from The Cat, who got it here; the title quotation is by Ovid, from Metamorphoses]