> Thordora of the other vomit comit did this little questionnaire and asked me to do it too, calling me a sucker, so here goes. Hell, it gave me another idea for a post, so this should be fun.
Seven things I’d like to do before I die: Not like I like to think about dying, but…
see more of the world.
Meet the guy I tried to help come and study here. God that’s a long story.
Have enough money to be financially independent. Oh god I sound boring.
be able to have a kid. What is this, long story central?
Convince my Aunt and everyone else who is like-minded that my eyes are not clones of those of Stevie Wonder, and what worked for him will *not* work for me, but thanks for the thought.
Become less fucking confrontational.
tell at least one person who, for one reason or another, I’ve kicked from my life, why they’re on the wrong side of the door.
Seven things I cannot do:
put up with bullshit from people.
stand on one foot (just ask my yoga teacher).
stomach vegan pie.
drink a ton without sounding like a blithering idiot (My sentences are startin’ to pop!).
laugh without waking the dead.
Seven things I like about blogging:
I get to write down whatever I want whenever I want without someone getting out the old red pen.
If something makes me really mad, I know I have an audience.
It’s cool to look back on.
Ya can’t beat the funky comments. (Hey Steve, how about some infighting?)
ya never know who you might meet.
Woohoo! A lot less html!
I always tried to keep a diary, it seems I’m a lot more consistent with a blog.
Seven things I say most often:
Fuck on a pole! (no it’s not what you thinkk)
Crap on a piss hell. Aren’t I an incoherent freak?
Wait a minute there chief!
And here’s the weirdest one. Sa-boo! My strange way of saying Jesus Christ! God I feel like I live in my own little nonsensical world.
Seven books I have loved:
The Stone Angel. God Margaret Laurence could write sentences that could span the 401, but it did make me think.
Dolores Claiborne. I can never vacuum without thinking about that book.
Brave New World. Another make me think book.
Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. You should listen to it in audio. Makes the Vogons much cooler.
Michael Crichton’s Sphere. The idea of twisting reality with your mind may be more real than we think.
John Grisham’s The Testament. Really shows how stupid people can get when they think they’re going to get a pile of dough.
And I guess this is an old favourite, feel free to laugh, Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery day. I can hear the cackles now.
Seven Cool movies:
The cackles can continue…Aladdin. I dunno, I just like the songs.
The Hours. Wow, didn’t the mood just go straight down the shitter?
The Green Mile (except for the part where they’re frying that guy without wetting the sponge. *shiver*)
Ghost (not for the infamous scene. Hey, I didn’t even know it existed until I saw it when I was older. I love mom’s description. Yep, they’re making pottery…and more pottery…and more pottery.)
Jumanji just because I kept hearing that one line in my dreams. “They grow faster than bamboo. Better run, they’re after you!”
Fried Green Tomatoes.
Seven more people. I don’t know if I can think of seven though.
I really can’t think of anyone else.
Well there ya go, Thordora, I did it. I don’t know if you’ll be happy, sad, disgusted, or wishing you never asked. But the damage is done.