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:sticks tongue out at entire friendslist: AND YOU KNOW WHY.

no, I'm not on a new medication or anything. It's just hot out and I feel both sluggish and playful.

Also, my little brother has been duly beaten with wet ramen for that last post. I apologise to those of you who were mentally scarred by his nipples.

Anyway, plans for today include the post office and cashing Rachel's paycheck. Woohoo! Hopefully I won't get lost this time. I was in there for hours, and the only one of you who bothered to look for me was

nyghtshayde. So far.

Since I only have a few minutes before I have to go, here: I ganked this from

drworm.

Thirteen Random things you like doing: (in no order)
1. Feeding the ducks. They love me.
2. Obsessively scanning Livejournal (comment, dammit).
3. Looking for fossils on the beach at Charlevoix.
4. Washing dishes. Seriously.
5. Reading, mostly Paul Auster nowadays but anything will do.
6. Driving very fast when my mom is asleep in the car and I can listen to anything I want.
7. Air-drying on my bed because I am too lazy to get dressed right after showering.
8. Writing. It's the most fun you can have by yourself with your pants on. Or off.
9. Singing off-key to good music.
10. Bantering with my little brother about dead babies.
11. Riding my bike around the neighborhood.
12. Lying on the couch having insane fantasies about...stuff.
13. Making jewelry.

Twelve Movies: (in no order)
1. Dead Man (Jim Jarmusch)
2. Pi (Darren Aronofsky)
3. River's Edge (Tim Hunter)
4. Naked Lunch (David Cronenberg)
5. Dark City (Alexander Proyas)
6. Keeping the Faith (Edward Norton? Really?)
7. The Truman Show (Peter Weir, with many ideas appropriated from Philip K. Dick)
8. Back to the Future (Robert "Cheapskate" Zemeckis)
9. Koyaanisqatsi (Godfrey Reggio. I can live this movie)
10. What Is It? (Crispin Hellion Glover)
11. Dogma (Kevin "Silent Bob" Smith)
12. Re-Animator (Stuart Gordon, from H.P. Lovecraft...kind of)

Eleven Good Bands/Artists: (in no order, either)
1. Steely Dan (Donald Fagen!)
2. Oingo Boingo (Danny Elfman!)
3. Was (Not Was) (Don Was!)
4. The Beatles (George Paul John Ringo!)
5. Nick Drake (just him)
6. The Who (mostly for "Tommy," but the rest of their catalogue also rocks)
7. Tom Robinson Band (with Tom Robinson)
8. Pink Floyd (poor crazy Syd)
9. Guns 'N' Roses (Axl 'n' Slash!)
10. Elvis Costello (and the Attractions!)
11. Philip Glass (Philip Glass Philip Glass Philip Philip Glass Philip Glass Glass)

Ten Things about you physically:
1. I have a large birthmark on the inside of my upper right leg that I'm slightly worried about.
2. I'm embarassed by my nose, which, while mostly straight and noble, turns up slightly at the end instead of hooking downwards like it should.
3. My hair is dark and curly and down to about my shoulders when it's wet, but turns into Bozo the Clown frizzy brown hair when it dries or is humid out.
4. I am trying to get my leg hair long enough so that I can braid it and put pony beads in the braids.
5. I think I have really nice (but small) hands, and I seldom cut my fingernails.
6. I also think I have really nice (but hairy) feet, and I seldom cut my toenails.
7. I have more facial hair than my brother does.
8. I lost a lot of weight over the school year; I went from "zaftig" to "curvy" and I'm rather proud of it.
9. I have stretch marks in places I shouldn't yet have stretch marks; I blame this on losing that weight.
10. My eyes are brownish-yellow on the inside, greyish-blue on the outside, and have flecks of something in them.

Nine Things you say often
1. "Good lord."
2. "Whut?"
3. "Gotcha."
4. "Dear heavens!" (ironically)
5. "Oy." (groaned)
6. "'kay." (softly)
7. "Small, medium, or large? White or wheat?"
8. "I really don't want to see your poop." (Don't ask, please.)
9. "That's not funny!" (While laughing maniacally)

Eight Favorite Food/Drinks:
1. Red Rose tea with sugar and half-and-half.
2. Little Caesar's Hot-N-Ready pizza.
3. Barbecued ribs.
4. Reuben sandwiches.
5. Ramen noodles, but only the way

thatnoise makes them.
6. Chai tea, but only the way the Kaya makes it.
7. Fresh, sweet raspberries.
8. Buttered movie popcorn with lots of oily fake butter.

Seven Things you Wear Often:
1. My Quizno's shirt. It is not comfortable.
2. Flannel shirts from the Salvation Army. They are comfortable. And stylish!
3. Nightgowns, which my ex-roommate thought was really weird. ("Who wears nightgowns anymore anyway?" "Me, so fuck off.")
4. Socks that hurt my feet.
5. Nondescript T-shirts my mom made for me with love.
6. Extremely cheap and old flowered shorts that probably came from Target originally.
7. My orange bathrobe, if I don't bother to get dressed. Which is more and more often.

Six Things That Annoy You:
1. People that talk during class while you are trying to pay attention to the professor.
2. Having to go to the bathroom while you are on the computer.
3. Things getting in my eyes, particularly my hair or sweat.
4. People that make noise or ask you questions or turn on the lights or play music while you are trying to concentrate on a movie.
5. "Oh, I wanted tomatoes on that!" or "Oh, I didn't want tomatoes on that!" after I've already put the sandwich in the bag or through the toaster.
6. Having really dry hands. I can't touch anything. I have to carry around a little bottle of lotion.

Five Favorite Fictional Characters:
1. Daniel Quinn, "City of Glass," by Paul Auster. This guy may be my future.
2. Zephyr, from

diraskyria's

aryneth universe. Actually, several of her characters. Consider this a mandate to write more.
3. Baba Yaga, various fairytales. Wicked witches are just so cool.
4. George McFly, "Back to the Future (I)," portrayed by Crispin Hellion Glover. I identify with him probably too much.
5. Tad Irving a.k.a. Tatterfiend from

ghostgecko's Madness: Minority of One fic.

Four favorite Animals:
1.

The Komodo dragon. They are huge lizards with poisonous spit. Actually, their spit isn't technically poisonous, it just has really toxic and mean little microorganisms in it that cause gangrene and death, eventually. I want one for a bodyguard.
2.

Kakapo. I didn't remember how much I liked these until I reread "Last Chance To See." They are huge parrot-doves that can't find mates, fall out of trees because they can't remember that they can't fly, and are almost extinct.
3.

I feed them and they love me. Sort of. There are many, many gay ducks in my neighborhood, or so I think.
4.

Bonobo monkeys. Genetically, pretty much identical to chimps. Unlike chimps, which are patriarchal and fight a lot, bonobos are matriarchal and fuck a lot. I think if humans had evolved from bonobos, the world would be a better place.

Three favorite TV Shows:
1. House, M.D., if I get to watch it. I often work closing on Tuesdays, and get home by about 9:45. Hopefully, this is in the past; I've convinced Melissa the Manager to let me close Wednesdays instead.
2. The Simpsons. That show will never jump the shark, ever.
3. Invader Zim. There's a channel on Dad's special cable TV thing that shows it fairly often. Woohoo!

Two dream Jobs:
1. Science fiction novelist. I really, really have to get started. Asimov and Bradbury were published when they were nineteen. Of course, I'm not exactly the next Bradbury...well, I might be. Somebody has to be. And I know I was writing columns for Stuff at sixteen, but I'm not doing that anymore, and you don't send in a resumee with your novels. And if you do, you are probably a big dork.
2. Reporter for The World Weekly News. It's not just a tabloid, it's like a newspaper from a parallel dimension where Satan crank-calls the president and Batboy rules the Earth. I can't imagine how amazingly fun it must be to think up stories and make bad Photoshops.

One Person you could spend the rest of your life with:
1. This will probably be my mom, sad to say, because about the time I am planning to start earning serious bestseller money is also about the time she is planning to retire, and I will have to support her if she does not have a rich boyfriend by then. Other than that...I've been told I'm incredibly annoying to live with, so I wouldn't want to inflict my constant presence on anyone I actually like, and I wouldn't want to spend that much time around someone I actually hate just to torture them. So I think I'm probably destined to be alone.