What's on your bedside table?
Alarm clock, upstairs phone, at night, my cellphone and glasses. Pad of paper and a purple marker. Oh, and a GIANT pile of borrowed books. The theory being, I should read those before my giant pile of unread books, since they are borrowed and all. Theories, like plans, are a list of things that never happen.
What's the geekiest part of your music collection?
Wow, that's a tall order. I would say the Immortals CD of Mortal Kombat music (no, from the video game, not the movie[s].) However, I believe even that is trumped by the two soundtracks put out for the Deadlands RPG. (The first one is good, damnit! So I guess the second is geekier.) Really, a lot of my music falls in here (like the CD I bought because I was told it would be good background music for table-topping.) (Anyways, I am rambling.)
What do you eat when you raid the fridge at night?
"Leftovers" is too generic, so I will go with pickles or meat.
What is your secret guaranteed weeping film?
#1: If I told you, it wouldn't be a secret.
#2: It would be boring to say American Beauty, so I will note Lilo & Stitch gets me every time.
If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?
Two words: prehensile tail.
Do you have a completely irrational fear?
No, all my fears (drowning, falling from a great height) are completely rational, since they are things that could kill me.
What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moments?
Probably biting my fingernails, since I've gotten away from doing it compulsively. Someone correct me if I am wrong.
Do you ever have to beg?
Uh, no, I have a job. What a weird question.
Do you have too many love interests?
Yep. I believe everyone does.
Do you know anyone famous?
Nope. And I come from a long line of people not related to anyone famous.
Describe your bed.
Um. Big, but not big enough. Velour-y/velveteen-y blanket, which is a great compromise between "cheap," "warm," and "nice". Four pillows.
Spontaneous or plan?
I want to be spontaneous, which is why I plan to be so as often as time permits.
Who should play you in a movie about your life?
Who *should* play me? Brad Pitt. (Which comes with its own funny stories that are too long to type in. But a spot poll off my AIM buddy list confirms this.)
Who do I *want* to play me? Michael Wincott! hee hee.
Do you know how to play poker?
Damn straight. And by this, I mean a man's game, like Texas Hold-'em.
What do you carry with you at all times?
Other than cell phone and money and all? A pen and some scraps of paper.
How do you drive?
What do you miss most about being little?
Not much, actually. And not just because I don't remember most of it. I *do* remember wanting to grow up, though, so I could stop waiting for things to get better.
Are you happy with your given name?
Ehn. My first name is too short and boring, my last name is 'funny.' But I'm used to it by now.
What color is your bedroom?
I can't remember, so I will go with boring off-white.
What was the last song you were listening to?
Um, the London Suede, "Trash."
Have you ever been in a school play?
Yep, a couple.
Have you ever been in love?
Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?
More or less.
Have you ever done any illegal drugs?
"Did you know that it's illegal to pick bluebells in Texas? They're the state flower." -Velvet
Do you think you're cute?
I don't know about cute, per se.
Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?
I like to think so. My impatience gets in the way sometimes.