but luxury has never appealed to me, I like simple things, books, being alone, or with somebody who understands

• Are you artistic?  I read this too quickly as 'autistic,' which is interesting because I've been considering researching the connection between introversion, sensitivity to sound and other stimuli, and the autistic spectrum.

    I am mildly artistic. I love art, suck at a lot of it, and don't do nearly as much as I'd like.

• Have you ever broken a bone?  I have broken 4 bones, one of them twice. One of those injuries is

current.

• Have you ever traveled outside of the country?  not yet

• How often do you work in PJs?  about 60% of the time

• If you could drive any car, what car would you drive?  something little, European, and fast

• What is your favorite scent?  clean, warm kitty, napping in the sun

• Do you have lunch at home or head out to grab something to eat?  home food

• Do you prefer team or individual sports?  team to watch, and individual to play

• What is your favourite place on the planet?  it's not a place

• What was your favourite class in college? 

Stieglitz

besides the obvious ones, or those I've written of before? This will come as a surprise to some of my friends from that era: I loved History of Photography, or Photo History or whatever we called it. The class itself, showing up every day and looking at endless trays of slides and hearing Raymond's voice bouncing through the endless titles and descriptions and photographers, was not enthralling. But the images themselves, and the way that photography made me feel... I still remember some of those pictures, to this day. No clue what grade I got, or who (beyond those two still-friends) was in the class, or if I ever said a word in there. But I do remember those photographs.

• Where did you grow up?  about 15 miles from my current location, give or take

• Would you prefer luxury beach vacations or backpacking?  I don't need luxury, but I'm really not the roughing it type. I could probably enjoy a weekend of backpacking (oh fuck that, I'm making a face just thinking about it)

[from here; the title quotation is by Daphne du Maurier, from The Lover]