1. I play in Photoshop, frolick about on the internet, and watch DVDs. Will & Grace, mostly. Then I grumble about having to work the next day. Mostly out loud, often to myself.
2. I would survive by... I have no idea. All I can think of right now is a trick I was taught for getting drinkable water from the ocean, but I can't even do that because I'd need *counts* three items. I could prolly improvise with appropriate wreckage (if we're talking plane/shipwrecks). But yeah. It involves a bucket, cling wrap, a smaller bucket, a rock, and the sun. And for the person I'd want Brennan, LOL. She's got the logic and smartness, and perhaps if we were going to die I'd be able to talk her into sexing me.
3. The one on my palm. Either right or left, seeing as I have one on both. But il how I have freckles in the shape of the Southern Cross... somewhere *makes mental note to check in the shower later*, and matching ones on my inner thighs.
4. Probably. It would squick me out, eating another person (though animals had a life and their own personality, and loved ones of their own, so I'm not sure exactly where the difference lies), but I'm very curious. Maybe if they donated their body to science or whatever, it'd be a little better. If we're talking eating other people to survive, I could, once hunger overrides my conscience.
5. My work uniform. Medium blue button-down shirt (which can be left untucked, thank god) and black pants. il the pants, because they're so comfy. They sit above my hips, but the top is a wraparound-band sort of thing, and it flattens my stomach and such (though not because they're tight - quite the opposite - just the way they sit). Along with the straight-type legs, they give a nice shape. Oh, and striped socks. Blue and grey. ♥
6. Here we go. um. No particular order. i. skydive/paraglide. ii. travel the world. well. Australia, USA, Canada, UK and Egypt, anyway. iii. fall in can't-imagine-my-life-without-you-want-to-be-near-you-all-the-time-you-make-my-breath-hitch-and-my-blood-pound love with someone. Because I'm a girl like that. Plus I'd love to know what all the fuss is about. iv. get a tattoo. Right now I'm liking a word or something on my wrist/s. Perhaps "CHAOS" on one and "HARMONY" on the other. idk. I cut three little x's along my hip once for fun, and now they've almost faded and I want them back. They would look pretty cool as a tattoo. v. HAVE SEX, GODFUCKINGDAMNIT. lol, can you tell I'm blanking on ideas? vi. get one of those makeover + professional photoshoot things done. Because I think seeing myself all prettied up (and undoubtedly looking more photogenic than I usually am, considering they have professionals telling me what to do) would be good. My self-esteem needs some stroking. vii. save someone's life. Not necessarily by pushing them from the path of a bus, or by giving them CPR or even from a doctor's standpoint (as unlikely as that is). Saving them from themselves. viii. become something (someone?) that I can be proud of. iv. become a parent, or kickass aunt. LOL, like the latter's my choice. I do really want to be one of those awesome aunts, though. Right now that's more appealing, because I can give the kids back when I get sick of them. *chortles* x. learn another language.
7. This special one called Flying Cow salad dressing. It used to primarily come from a restaurant of the same same, but that closed and now it's just kinda sold randomly in the surrounding areas. IT'S FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. I don't even know what the ingredients are.
8. I'm a fan of the movie night/sleepover thing. With a bunch of close friends, possibly alcohol (because you can't deny it would make things just a little crazier. and with actual friends there's not much to worry about), and crazy game ideas. That's perfect. Starting off with a movie and dinner is awesome too.
9. I can't really say... they're always pretty intense, but they vary in length. Possibly Sandra Bullock?
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1. I play in Photoshop, frolick about on the internet, and watch DVDs. Will & Grace, mostly. Then I grumble about having to work the next day. Mostly out loud, often to myself.
2. I would survive by... I have no idea. All I can think of right now is a trick I was taught for getting drinkable water from the ocean, but I can't even do that because I'd need *counts* three items. I could prolly improvise with appropriate wreckage (if we're talking plane/shipwrecks). But yeah. It involves a bucket, cling wrap, a smaller bucket, a rock, and the sun. And for the person I'd want Brennan, LOL. She's got the logic and smartness, and perhaps if we were going to die I'd be able to talk her into sexing me.
3. The one on my palm. Either right or left, seeing as I have one on both. But il how I have freckles in the shape of the Southern Cross... somewhere *makes mental note to check in the shower later*, and matching ones on my inner thighs.
4. Probably. It would squick me out, eating another person (though animals had a life and their own personality, and loved ones of their own, so I'm not sure exactly where the difference lies), but I'm very curious. Maybe if they donated their body to science or whatever, it'd be a little better. If we're talking eating other people to survive, I could, once hunger overrides my conscience.
5. My work uniform. Medium blue button-down shirt (which can be left untucked, thank god) and black pants. il the pants, because they're so comfy. They sit above my hips, but the top is a wraparound-band sort of thing, and it flattens my stomach and such (though not because they're tight - quite the opposite - just the way they sit). Along with the straight-type legs, they give a nice shape.
Oh, and striped socks. Blue and grey. ♥
6. Here we go. um. No particular order.
i. skydive/paraglide.
ii. travel the world. well. Australia, USA, Canada, UK and Egypt, anyway.
iii. fall in can't-imagine-my-life-without-you-want-to-be-near-you-all-the-time-you-make-my-breath-hitch-and-my-blood-pound love with someone. Because I'm a girl like that. Plus I'd love to know what all the fuss is about.
iv. get a tattoo. Right now I'm liking a word or something on my wrist/s. Perhaps "CHAOS" on one and "HARMONY" on the other. idk. I cut three little x's along my hip once for fun, and now they've almost faded and I want them back. They would look pretty cool as a tattoo.
v. HAVE SEX, GODFUCKINGDAMNIT. lol, can you tell I'm blanking on ideas?
vi. get one of those makeover + professional photoshoot things done. Because I think seeing myself all prettied up (and undoubtedly looking more photogenic than I usually am, considering they have professionals telling me what to do) would be good. My self-esteem needs some stroking.
vii. save someone's life. Not necessarily by pushing them from the path of a bus, or by giving them CPR or even from a doctor's standpoint (as unlikely as that is). Saving them from themselves.
viii. become something (someone?) that I can be proud of.
iv. become a parent, or kickass aunt. LOL, like the latter's my choice. I do really want to be one of those awesome aunts, though. Right now that's more appealing, because I can give the kids back when I get sick of them. *chortles*
x. learn another language.
7. This special one called Flying Cow salad dressing. It used to primarily come from a restaurant of the same same, but that closed and now it's just kinda sold randomly in the surrounding areas. IT'S FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. I don't even know what the ingredients are.
8. I'm a fan of the movie night/sleepover thing. With a bunch of close friends, possibly alcohol (because you can't deny it would make things just a little crazier. and with actual friends there's not much to worry about), and crazy game ideas. That's perfect. Starting off with a movie and dinner is awesome too.
9. I can't really say... they're always pretty intense, but they vary in length. Possibly Sandra Bullock?
10. YES. GOD, CATHRYN.