Wolf (who is my evil side, btw, and not someone I know :P) is still being weird. I don’t blame him though…the universe keeps playing mean jokes on us, and he was already inexplicably lusting for blood anyway. Now today he’s just been running circles in my head, screaming that he’s going to kill everyone if it doesn’t stop.
Shame on him. I think the only thing that’s really gotten him to settle down this week is the hugeness of the tiger we saw Tuesday. I think television and photographs sort of diminish our respect for wild animals…but I assure you, we were in awe of how big the tiger was. It’s hard to not feel that way when his face is separated from yours by a bit of plexiglass, and you know he actually sees you.
Silly Wolf…you need to get a grip and realize that there are lots of bigger and badder things out there than us.
I’m eagerly awaiting my aunt’s photos of the tiger and I.
Have you ever been on a laptop inside a vehicle?
Yes. It wasn’t my best typing experience though.
While on the road, do you play any road games?
Sometimes, maybe. I mostly just like to keep a running commentary about stuff I see out the window, and listen to music. I love my road-trip music listening.
Do you have a button up shirt?
Nope. Not anymore. They tend to not fit me very well.
Has there been a word you thought you were spelling correctly but then you find out that it isn’t? What was the word?
MS Word’s spell checker teaches me things sometimes…although I do still have trouble getting some words right. Like…responsible I always spell with an a before the b. And I have trouble with…the i’s and e’s in receive and retrieve.
Do you have a garden in your backyard/front yard?
You know, the funny thing about this question is that in Britain, garden means yard.
What color is your water tower in your city/town?
Water tower? Where is it, more like. I don’t think I know.
Have you ever picked apples before?
Yes, when I was a little kid and we would go to Michigan, my daddy would put me in the child-seat on his bike and we’d drive down to the apple orchard and pick apples for my mommy to make apple crumbles. Yummy yum.
Have you accidentally put lipgloss/lipstick on your teeth before?
Wow…um. No. I’m actually a little more coordinated than that.
If you wear chapstick, do you have any special flavors or just the regular kind?
I have a strawberry one right now.
Do you think little babies look cute in overalls?
Depends on whether or not the baby is already cute.
Have you ever tried Crystal Lite? If so, what’s your favorite?
Ugh. I tried the red kind because I didn’t have any other options once. It was gross.
Have you ever had a dream that your teeth were falling out?
Yeah…but it wasn’t all of my teeth. It was just the upper canines. I guess I have subconscious fears of being defanged. A terrible fate for any vampire, as I’m sure you can understand.
Do you own any pajama bottoms with a design on them? Explain what it is [or you can post a picture up if your heart desires to.]
My heart does not desire that I should do this. However…I will tell you that my favourite pajama pants are turquoise with blue sheep, yellow stars and crescent moons all over them. They’re very warm.
Do you sometimes wonder how surveys were created in the first place? Was someone just so bored that they decided to ask someone random questions?
That’s a brilliant observation.
Do you like eating shrimp?
I refuse to eat things that wear their skeletons on the outside.
Do you have a fence?
No, but we’re getting one within the week 😀
Do you have any signs on your bedroom door?
Nope. I did just hang up my calendar today though. December is a picture of an albino Rocky Mountain Pony. And yes. My current calendar is of horses. The one I have for the upcoming year is a bunch of scary black and white photos.
If you have any pets, do you talk to them in a baby voice?
Does your head hurt when you cry?:
No, but if there is anyone else present, I often want to hurt their heads. I despise crying. I mean, it’s okay if other people do it…but I hate doing it, myself. At least when other people are around.
Who was the last person to comfort you?:
I don’t know.
Are you currently wearing any socks?:
Yeah. They’re blue with little black and white puppies on them. Melody gave them to me.
What’s the closest thing to your right hand?:
The mouse, when I looked at this question.
When was the last time you made a wish?:
I don’t wish anymore.
Have you ever watched a foreign film with English subtitles?:
Pan’s Labyrinth. I was so mad at that film, although I confess the visuals were quite good.
When was the last time you wore athletic shorts?:
Ha. I hate shorts. Women’s shorts are designed to be too short, so I have to content myself with wearing short pants if it’s hot out.
What was the last thing you swallowed?:
Anyways… When was the last time you went out in the rain?:
I had to take one of the puppies outside, probably. It was yesterday, I think.
Have you ever seen a Tim Burton movie, like Coraline, 9, etc.?:
I liked Edward Scissorhands and The Nightmare Before Christmas better though…and the shorts like Vincent or Frankenweenie. I remember watching Frankenweenie as a kid and I was so happy when the doggy came back to life! 😀
When was the last time you heard a British accent in person?:
A worthy question. Have I ever met a British person? Hm…well, I have a friend whose mother is British, I guess. It sounds funny when she calls me “Reesy.”
Who was the last person to unsurprisingly disappoint you?:
Do you know what FTW stands for?:
When was the last time you went bowling?:
Forever ago. I like bowling a lot, but nobody ever wants to go.
Do you like cats?:
Yes. I like them better than dogs in some ways.
Do you use aerosol hairspray? It’s bad for the environment, you know…:
I don’t like hairspray. It’s icky.
What was the last food you choked on?:
Apple juice. It was awful.
Who was the last person you disappointed?:
Do you really miss someone right now?:
Really? I don’t know. I keep thinking I do, then I’ll be like…“naw.” Then I’ll be like, “but I DO!” D: Then I’ll be like, “Yeah…no. Nevermind. I’m cool.” And then I’ll be like, “WAAAAAAH! I miss yoooooooou!”
I think this is why Wolf is going insane.
Do you think anyone can really reach “Nirvana” at some point?:
*blinks innocently* Is that a place? Or is it a band? Or…maybe it’s in your imagination. 😛
What is the last advice you gave someone?:
TELL ME WHAT TO DO. RAWR! (okay, so in reality I didn’t rawr.)
Do you ever dip your fingers in wet candle wax?:
Yep. And I’m always surprised when it hurts. Hm. You’d think I’d catch on…
When was the last time you sweated really bad?:
I don’t sweat.
Does it annoy you when people are always smiling and happy all the time?:
What was the last rule you broke?:
Hm. Probably…I don’t know.
Miley Cyrus rings your door bell, and asks for some shelter. You say..?:
Well, if she really needed it, she’d have to ask my parents. This is their house, after all.
What would you say if someone called you at 3 am to have a casual convo?:
Hm. Depends on who it is. Some people I’d not want to talk to at that hour.
Have you ever yelled at an authority figure?:
Er…do my parents count?
Have you ever met anyone famous?:
Do you like screamo music?:
Do you know anyone with some serious talent?:
Me! I’m amazing! 😀
When was the last time you made fun of someone?:
Ugh! Chris…that’s just mean. That’s why I got un-friended 😛
What was the last thing you yelled?:
I try not to yell. I’d rather just talk loudly enough to be heard, or use my scary-mad voice when I fight.
What’s the worst thing someone could ask you?:
There isn’t one. I’ve already been asked all the worst, most mortifying things I can think of.
Is there someone who you can be your complete self around?:
Please please please don’t ask me questions where I’m going to go all spacey on you if I try to answer them with my honest opinion. That’s not going to get us anywhere, darling.
On a scale of one to ten how much do looks matter to you?:
Hmm…they matter sometimes.
What are you listening to?:
Souls’ Highway by Beseech. I like this song a lot… 😀
Are you good at hiding your feelings?:
If I want to, and if the feeling is not anger.
Are you afraid of thunderstorms?:
I think I like them. They just make me mad when the power goes out.
What are your plans for tomorrow?:
Finish Christmas shopping, coffeehouse at the university. Hang out with Chris.
How could someone lose your trust?:
Lie to me. Repeatedly.
Do you like surprises?:
Not usually. No…I like to be informed about things.
What inspires you?:
A worthy question. Review my writing and poetry and you may find a few common things…people…whatevers.
If you could go back in time, where would you go and why?:
I don’t know. There are a few times I’d like to go back to. I miss them.
Are you proud of the person you’ve become?:
Proud? No. I don’t hate me, but I certainly don’t think I would have seen myself as being this version of me if you’d asked my earlier self.
How important is music to you?:
I loves my musics…they’s my friends, even when they drive me insane.
Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy?:
That’s such a hard question…I think I could have been happy if I hadn’t started dating Chris…but I don’t know what quality or degree of happiness that would be. I also know I have quite a capacity for anger or sadness even though I’m in a relationship…it’s just that those feelings are usually directed at other people and situations, and my bizarre mental landscape.
Do you care what other people think of you?:
Yes. Yes I do. That doesn’t mean your opinion would cripple me if it was a bad one, but I’d still want to know and want to know why and if there was anything we could do to resolve it.
What’s your biggest fear?:
I don’t know anymore.
When was the last time you received a compliment?:
Well…Mother Star complimented my profile photo. If I’ve gotten one since then, I don’t remember.
Do you have any regrets?:
I don’t know.
How has your week been?:
Last thing to really piss you off?:
Those idiot jokes the universe keeps playing on me. They aren’t funny, and they aren’t fair.
Are you gonna get married soon?:
Do you remember your dreams?:
Sometimes. They’re usually not too bad when I remember them…although last night I had a very weird dream that I feel was somehow related to Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.
There was a little girl in a blue dress (she looked a lot like me as a kid, actually), and a dark-haired man in an old-timey suit, and my dream self kept alternating between being each of them…at first, it was the man in the suit, and he/I was trying to explain to the little girl that we had to leave right away and go to the next town because everyone in our town was getting sick, so he/I picked up the little girl, and then my dream self switched to her perspective, and she/I was really upset because she/I didn’t want to leave her/my nanny behind…but she/I was looking over the man’s shoulder while he carried her/me over to his horse, and the nanny and these other ladies were all lying in the field, and they started to get up and their faces were all bitten and rotted and green…and then suddenly my dream self switched back to the man, and he/I was trying to hold onto the little girl while she was screaming and kicking, and he/I was trying to get to the horse as fast as he/I could, and hoping her screaming wouldn’t scare the horse off…and I guess he/I was afraid to look and see what she was screaming at, because if the lady zombies were running after us, we didn’t want to see it…
I guess…this wasn’t as developed as some of my dreams have been, but it freaks me out a bit because the nanny was, I think, the same blonde zombie girl who visits my dreams sometimes and rots at me like it’s my fault she’s dead. I don’t like that. I don’t like that the little girl in this last dream had a dress that looked a lot like the blonde zombie’s.
Are you happier now, or 3 months ago?:
Hard to say.
Is there a song that when you hear it, it takes you back to a certain time?:
“In one of the [Disney] park’s plastic fantasy worlds, there were a dozen families sitting around picnic tables, happy and content as they gnawed on giant turkey legs. It was a barbaric celebration of carnivorousness given an ironic twist by the fact that there were pigeons and seagulls overhead, oblivious to the carnage being perpetrated against their fellow fowl. I’m not a vegetarian, but the whole gleefully brutal spectacle seemed wrong and disgusting.”
The Long Hard Road Out of Hell