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Monday, March 21st, 2005
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12:39a
Another set of interview questions, this time from Leah.
1. What is your most treasured material possesion?
Can a material possession be intangible? Hmm. Okay, I have two answers to this. The first is my journal. I collect diaries, but I've never been able to be consistent with them. But with my journal, having it online and knowing people read, it keeps me consistent and it keeps me honest in ways that I wouldn't be if this were just for me. Having this journal is invaluable.
But, if material possessions can't be intangible... then my big book of e. e. cummings' poetry. It's as big as a dictionary and I've probably got a thousand pages bookmarked - with post-it notes, scraps of paper, envelopes, anything I can find. I'd swear on cummings before I'd swear on a bible.
2. So far, what has been the happiest moment in your life?
Funny question. The happiest moment of my life took place yesterday, actually.
My parents were out of the house and Kristin was here. We both needed to get cleaned up. My bathroom doesn't have a shower, it only has a bathtub. So I ran a bath for her and then I asked who was getting in. I wasn't sure if she wanted to bathe alone, or if we would take turns, or if we would get in together... I had no idea. We ended up getting in together.
And my bathtub is bigger than most (it's an old clawfoot), but it's not really big enough for two, we discovered. But we made do. The water was warm and her skin was soft. First she sat with her back against my stomach and her head resting between my breasts. I kept kissing the top of her head. Then she twisted to face me and she put her arms around my waist.
Eventually I moved so that I was sitting in front of her instead. There was more cuddling. I wet her hair for her. Told her to lean her head back and I put my hand over her forehead so that the water wouldn't run into her eyes. After a while, I got out and let her get clean. While she finished her bath, I went downstairs to the kitchen and got her a glass of water and myself a soda. I came back almost as she was getting out and handed her the towel, with a happy smile.
3. You are forced to sacrifice one of your five senses, permanently. Which are you most willing to give up, and why?
Taste. Taste taste taste.
And I chose that by elimination. Losing any other sense would completely devastate me.
4. If you could be anyone, dead or alive, for a week, who would you be and what would you do for those seven days?
Lorena Hickok.
Supposedly, she was Eleanor Roosevelt's long time lover. I would do whatever Lorena normally did for those seven days. Why? Because, if the rumors are true, then she and Eleanor were very much in love... and yet, they mostly had to hide. What would that be like? I've never had to hide. I never would hide. What is it like to hide?
5. Is there life after death? (Heaven, Hell, reincarnation...) If so, what do you think it is like?
Freshman year, I told everyone I believe in reincarnation. I'm not sure why. I think it would be nice- to come back. Life really is beautiful, even when it's not. I guess that's the romantic in me, wanting more experiences.
I don't believe in Hell and because of that, I don't believe in Heaven either. (Although there are these lovely Buffyverse stories that deal with the characters who have died - like this one by my friend Cara and a beautiful Anya/Tara one that I really wish I could find again.) I think, if anything, there's another sort of life. It's not Earth, but it's not... white clouds and pearly gates. It's a little surreal and you don't worry about things like how to pay bills and pissing off your parents. You have a lot of time to analyze and contemplate and fantasize.
[ETA: Well, fuck me. (I've been swearing an extra lot lately. I'm not sure why.) So, the beautiful Anya/Tara story? I went looking for it a few minutes ago. It's right here and it was written for me, for a ficathon. I am officially a dolt. And I am officially never losing this story again - because it is beautiful.]
current mood: content
current music: Last Christmas -- Sarge (comment on this)
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1:52a
God I love buffyverse1000.
Where else are you going to find Spike/Luna Lovegood?
current mood: tickled
current music: Luna -- Smashing Pumpkins (comment on this)
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2:20a
A couple of things.
- I've wanted to write Tara/Veruca for ages but all the progress I've made has been getting vague images. But hey, I've got a first line now. So go me. She-wolf tumbles out of nowhere.
- It's late. I've been in bed and out of bed for hours. I HAVE to get some sleep. Fuck.
- I found my remotes. Have been searching all weekend. One on the floor behind the door, one tucked in the desk chair.
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1:13p
On a break from work. I've got half of my reading done for World Lit, I completed the take-home French test, I've got binders organized for two of my classes. My room is almost clean. I'm thirsty.
Questions from April.
1. you are living in the dinosaur ages and are the only human. what do you fuck?
The long neck! What are those called? I'm not up on my dinosaurs. Oh. The Brachiosaurus. I've had the hots for that little guy since The Land Before Time.
2. if your skin could be a certain color, what would you pick?
Blue. Not pastel, but not dark either. A luminescent shade. Something that would shine from within.
3. what do you say to telemarketers when they call your house?
One time I handed the phone off to a friend and started moaning, Oh Grandpa! in the background... but most of the time, I don't say anything. I hang up on them.
4. how old do you want to be when you die?
Eighty-six. That's almost long enough to do everything I want to do before I die.
5. what are you wearing RIGHT NOW?
A holey old, pale yellow sweatshirt. It's my mom's, but I'm borrowing it. It has paint stains and is threadbare, but it makes me feel gorgeous.
And a pair of spider boxers. My dad bought them for me as a joke because I'm fucking terrified of spiders.
[ETA: Haha, my mom!]
current mood: productive as fuck
current music: Shakedown on 9th Street -- Ryan Adams (comment on this)
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