Get It All Down: love me or hate me, both are in my favour. If you love me, I'll always be in your heart... If you hate me, I'll always be in your mind

Do you have a lust for life? well, there's a lust for something--is that close enough?
Do you want to get more out of life? that would be very accurate, yes
Would you want to learn to:
- convert to Buddhism? not to convert, per se--since conversion necessitates a preexisting state--but I'd like to learn more about it, sure.
- cure a hangover? I'm of the opinion that prevention is worth more than cure in that realm, and that a hangover earned ought to be suffered in stoicism and dignity
- lie persuasively? no need to learn
What character from a movie is most like you? today, I think it's 'Amy Pierson' from The Big Bad Swim
Are you comfortable with the idea of your own death? no, but I don't think it's truly healthy (or sane) to be "comfortable" with the idea of one's own death
How do you feel about arranged marriages? sure. Why not? No one could possibly choose a mate, prospectively or practically, as badly as I have.
What do you hate that everyone else seems to like? showering in the morning
What do you like that others seem to hate? circus peanuts
If you had to be named after a month, which month would you pick? September
Is time more like a highway or a meadow to you? time just...is. It's the space in which the highway or the meadow can be constructed or grow, and it's up to us to decide what will fill the space.
What is your favorite movie? today, it's Office Space
Which would you choose to be back in the day: a warrior, an alchemist, a minstrel, a bard, an oracle, a peasant, or a merchant? oracle, please
What is your favorite song lyric? wow, no pressure! Uhm, today?

How long 'til my soul gets it right
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light
I call on the resting soul of Galileo, king of night vision
King of insight
What will you never run out of? migraines, sarcasm, and Christmas wrapping paper
If you could force someone to fall madly in love with you--anyone you choose--would you do it? it depends (of course). When I was dating the Village Idiot, one of my colleagues was big into "spell-casting." She got me a book about it, and (for about 34 seconds) I seriously contemplated the idea of bringing in that element to try and make things work with him. But the author of that book was vehement that, for every spell that can be cast, equal and opposite spells are out there, and opening the door means it stays open. Was I willing to make myself vulnerable to that type of influence? Did I really believe in it? If I did--enough to make it work--then I had to buy the rest of it, that it could work against me. I chose not to try.
Have you ever seen the Disney movie The Black Cauldron? no
Have you ever read The Black Cauldron by Alexander Lloyd (or any of his other books in the 'Prydain Chronicles')? no
Have you ever written a paper the night before it was due? many, many times. Probably more often than not. (Not in their entirety, but finishing them.)
How about the day it was due? once or twice, Hell yeah. I remember running through the halls from the computer lab with my hot-off-the-printer papers in hand more than once.
Is there a movie you have watched so many times that you can quote it line for line? there are a few. One needs watching again soon...
What is your favorite season? fancy boots. I mean, autumn.
Do you mind being described as cute? I don't love it. Anything diminutive isn't much of a natural compliment to me. But I'll take it.
What is the tackiest object in your home?
What do you think people are most ignorant towards? using their headlights in fog, being respectful of others' personal space, and "people who aren't like them."
What is it that makes you an interesting person? my blog? My razor-sharp wit? Or maybe my newly painted coffee table...
What makes other people interesting to you? their blogs? Their willingness to entertain me. And...chemistry.
How open to suggestion are you? I love the leader...
Is Michael Jackson black or white? well. Not to be too disgusting or anything, but at this point I'd imagine he's a sort of vague gray?
Are you often lonely? not often
What’s the most unusual pet you’ve ever had? my former spouse had some fish who were unsatisfied with the twenty-gallon tank experience, and repeatedly tried to jump out the back. One weekend when we took an out of town trip, they succeeded in escaping, stuck to the wall, and died.
Have you ever threatened an authority figure? "threatened" is such an ugly word
If you had to choose would you rather make all your decisions henceforth with your head only or with your heart only? heart. That sounds crazy, but it's the "only" in that question that makes the real choice. Any decision made without any heart at all (or what I would consider "gut feelings") would be intolerable to me. Given that choice, there is no choice.
How imaginative are you? very, very. Maybe too much.
Do you like the Counting Crows? yup. Currently on my mind--
If you took this survey from the diary (5000 Q Survey V2.0) did you note me so I could read it? I did not, but I will do so now. (Aaaaand my comment was marked as Spam. So, that was pointless.)
Are you more tense or laid back? at work, I'm 97% fucking tense. In life, I'm about 77% laid back.
Does your happiness depend on anyone else, or are you happy no matter what any one says or does? there's no blissful happiness when everything around me is burning down. But in general, yes, my happiness is inner- rather than externally-dependent.
What do you think of the idea of putting the Bible into the format of a fashion magazine to attract the interest of teenagers? it's maybe the definition of asinine
How often do you drink to get drunk? I can think of one time in the last four, maybe five years
Would you consider yourself to be diplomatic? I can be, but it requires an effort that is not natural
Do you think that most of the classes you have taken were taught in such a way as to make plain the relevance of the subject matter in your everyday life? many, if not most, of the classes that I have taken have little to no relevance in my everyday life. I'm not being sarcastic or facetious. It was unintentional, but I somehow ended up taking the most arcane, ridiculous conglomeration of esoteric weirdness that I could come up with, and calling it an education. I love it, as a collective and (mostly) in discrete parts, but it is essentially useless.
Do you remember Crystal Pepsi? I do. I could even produce some in about 5 minutes if required to do so.
When was the last time you spent a night away from home? uhm. I'm not sure I should answer that...?
Some people say that there is no such thing as a stupid question. Is that true? not at all. One of my coworkers is good for almost nothing but the incredibly dumb things she says and does. One of her neatest tricks is to ask me something, and then, armed with the answer, to ask our coworker the exact same question, hoping for a different answer. These are not subjective questions, mind you. When given the same answer, then, she will turn around and go to the boss anyway.
What is the most interesting TV channel? I'm sure I would not know
Name one song you could live without hearing ever again: nope. I'm just not going to go there.
Do your pets understand you when you talk? heck yeah
What are three things you HAVE NOT done that might surprise people? that question made me laugh out loud.
All right. Let's see. What haven't I done? That no one knows? That I'm willing to write about on the blog?

I've never...
been to Vegas

touched a live bird on purpose

sold anything on eBay
Have you ever had a secret admirer? I have, during high school. He somehow gained access to my locker combination, and over the course of a few weeks, maybe a couple of months, left me an array of notes and gifts (I recall socks--the striped athletic kind--and...cash). Strangely, it only got freaky when he started taking things out of my locker, notebooks and such, and thereby gained access to my truly private life. His notes became more personal and intrusive. By that time I was sort of corresponding with him, I suppose, by leaving notes in reply--why not?--and I told him that he had to reveal his identity.

A week or so later, a friend drove out to my house (we lived in the country) with one of our mutual friends, and asked me to go up in his dad's plane with him. My parents were like, Uh, all right? So he took us back into town and out to the airport, and we (the two of us and his friend) and his dad went up, with a pilot, in a 6-seater, and buzzed around town. It was my first ride in an airplane. We went over the high school, and the store where I worked, and up around my neighborhood. It was incredibly cool, and I will never, ever forget that feeling. It was not very scary, even for someone with such a fear of heights as I have, but just exhilarating and awesome.

And, while we were in the air, he said something about Shakespeare's sonnets. It was something that only the guy from my locker would have known. I whipped my head around and looked at him, shocked and betrayed, and he nodded. Clearly scared and proud at once.

Alas, there really wasn't one. I wasn't too angry; he took me on my first airplane ride! He gave me gifts, and nice notes, and the attention I craved. But I also wasn't into him like he was into me...and we both knew it, probably realized it at the same time. That what he was hoping would happen wasn't happening. So we sort of stayed friends, but it was kind of weird, because there was always that intrusion, and that expectation, between us.

The moral of this story: secret admirers are a blessing and a burden. Be careful what you wish for.
Have you been to a museum this year? I have been in a museum, but I have not attended it for that purpose. I was there for a craft sale that took place on the premises.
Do you ever watch porn? I am familiar with the genre