Fuck this turned out to be long. Apologies for the crazy length.
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Questions for me to answer:
1. What is your ONE desert island album?
It’s a toss-up between Jethro Tull’s Songs from the Wood, The Doors compilation I made for myself, and Mozart’s Requiem Mass.
2. What is guaranteed to get you completely furious at the drop of a hat?
Anyone (male or female) talking about the superiority of big breasted redheads. Total trigger for me after the ex and all the women who used to bully me. I know it seems petty and shallow when there are more anger-inducing topics in the world, but I’ve got a battered self-esteem that hasn’t healed from that shit yet, and without fail, that shit gives me Hulkmood faster than anything else.
3. Which branch of science is most fascinating to you and why?
Geology. I mean, a lot of them are fascinating (I would have loved to study Botany in college but it required me to have Bio I, and I was warned that it was super hard at my college and I liked my GPA where it was at). But I took geology because I love rocks and crystals, and even though the tests kicked my ass, I was completely enamored of the whole study of it. My professor was badass and snarky as fuck, but I learned so much from her, and now I get excited – excited! – when I hear about earthquakes or volcanic activity or new shit found from different epochs and shit. I still got the crystals in that class, but there was so much more that just grabbed me by the brain and shook me until I paid attention and learned shit.
4. What would you say is your art? Like, what would you be doing if someone told you they’d finance you for a year to do your arts?
Writing. Hands down, writing poetry and genre fiction. Literary fiction is interesting and can be beautiful, but I don’t have time for the pretentiousness that I’ve encountered among most of the writers of it, and I want to have fun while writing. When I wrote “Two Minutes Too Late,” I released something personal in me that felt good to get it out there, but it wasn’t fun. I wouldn’t want to make a career out of writing something that wasn’t fun.
5. This isn’t a question, I just want you to vent about something.
I thought of so many things that piss me off that I could vent about, but most of them would wind up landing me with a shit ton of hate messages, and I just don’t have the time or patience to put up with all that (or delete all of them or even just to send out one general “Go fuck yourselves” to everyone who sends the hate). So I’m going to vent about my brother and his wife.
I love them. Don’t get me wrong. And his current wife is by far the best person out there in the world for him. She gives a shit about his health and is trying really hard to take care of him and to undo all the damage he and his former two wives have done to him.
However, they are the bossiest know-it-alls. Well, I probably know bossier and those who are more know-it-all than they are, but in my life on a semi-regular basis, they take the fucking cake. My brother makes all these elaborate plans on how he views family get-togethers, and then he pretty much delegates to all of us who should do what. No one, and I mean, no one is allowed to cook the majority of the meals except his wife because she’s just THE BEST AT EVERYTHING. I’m pretty sure she walks on water. It’s like a competition, and it doesn’t help that her son (who’s a grown man with kids of his own) whines when it’s not his mama’s cooking that he’s eating. Nothing anyone cooks, half the time, is good enough for her. Oh and when we’re sitting there with them, no one else but they really get to speak. Sure as fuck not me or the Roommate. If it’s not my brother telling jokes or stories about work or stories that we’ve heard billions of fucking times before, it’s his wife doing all the talking in her condescending, over-emphasized Louisiana accent and drawl (that we’re supposed to just think is the best thing), and if you don’t immediately agree with either one of them (and there’s plenty to disagree with, especially when they aren’t quite so politically correct in their subject matters), they both get pissy because their views are challenged by people they clearly see as “not experienced enough with the world to understand the truth.” They always know better than everyone else, they always talk over everyone else, and by the gods, they are the boss of everyone else, and I’m at the point where I honestly can only handle them in small doses before claustrophobia kicks in and I can’t fucking breathe.
6. If you had to share an apartment with a fictional character for a year, who would you choose?
Oh this is interesting. There are several characters I’d choose from. Scott Summers and Emma Frost are at the top of the list, but I think that’s because we’re so much alike. I know that it would be neat and organized the majority of the time. Hell, with Emma there, I know that it would be a posh fucking apartment with more amenities than we needed (or probably knew what to do with). Not to mention that with both of them, there’s be some great “Oops I caught you walking around in next to nothing/in nothing” moments, and I could stare at them forever.
On another hand, though, there’s Mercy Thompson from Patricia Briggs’ books, and I think that could be fun except that at some point, living with Coyote’s daughter would land me in a world of fucked up chaos.
Then again, if I lived with Loki or Rimble, I’d have that anyway, so it’s not like I wouldn’t be used to it.
I wouldn’t mind living with Doogat. I could handle washing his stupid dishes, and I’d just go out of my way not to get my ears boxed.
7. Do you have any reoccurring dreams or reoccurring themes in your dreams?
For a long time, I had ‘malls’ as a reoccurring theme in my dreams. Malls and escalators. I even had a dream once that was in a mall and there were escalators EVERYWHERE and they were fucking ridiculous. There was one that was in the center of the floor and it went up a few feet, went across like the conveyer things in airports, and then it went right back down again. There are the zombie dreams that crop up from time to time, but I always wake up from those thinking they were real.
Beyond that, I think my reoccurring themes in my dreams these days are Dystopian societies and my constant search for the perfect partner. Oh yeah and sex.
8. You’re about to get completely toasted with a celebrity. Who are they and what are you drinking/smoking/eating?
I’m gonna have a small list –
Tom Hiddleston, and we’re drinking wine, I don’t think either of us are smoking, and we’re eating a lot of desserts because he gets really excited about sweets. He’s probably the kindest of the celebrities I get smashed with because he’d be sweet and polite and make sure I didn’t get too wasted or sick off of it, and he’d make sure I made it home okay.
James Marsden, and we’re drinking beer and eating burgers or pizza. We’re laughing way too fucking much, and he keeps wanting to take off his clothes to re-enact the scene in Death at a Funeral and I keep trying to hand him small dresses to wear because he was too precious and hot in Walk of Shame in the little yellow dress.
Michael Fassbender, and we’re drinking whiskey, straight up. I have a feeling we’d be eating a lot of spicy food – curry, Mexican food, something like that. There would be a lot of swearing and laughing and getting him to walk around without pants.
9. A car just showed up in your driveway. The universe gave you a car! You won! You GOT A FREE CAR!! What car is it? It can be literally any car.
Lola, from Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
http://agentsofshield.wikia.com/wiki/Lola
10. Do you make exacting or vague plans on a day-to-day (not long-term) basis?
Honestly, it depends on the day. If I know the Roommate and I have money to spend and time to play, we make relatively detailed plans on what we want to do – drive into the city, eat lunch at a particular place, go to specific stores (this was what we usually did when we went to Austin for a day). But sometimes we meandered. Overall, I think I meander through my days because I’m still unemployed. I think if I were employed, I’d make the most of my days off by planning all the shit I wanted/needed to get done unless I had time to just lie around and not do anything.
11. You are asked to be a part of a team that will be the first from earth to step onto another inhabitable planet. What service are you there to provide to the crew or what function would you contribute in helping to socialize with any intelligent life found there?
I think I’d be there to provide cooking and overall organization. Given my degrees, I think I’d be there to help as much as I could with communication – the creative writing bit would, I hope, help me remind the rest of the crew to be empathetic with whatever intelligent life we found, and I would hope that my imagination, cooking, and communication skills would endear me quickly to the other intelligent life so that I wouldn’t have to keep hanging out with humans all the time. We’re an annoying and exhausting species, and if we could avoid antagonizing the other intelligent life, which I don’t think would happen in a million years because we’re not evolved enough for that, then I think the team I’d be on would need someone who doesn’t think humans are superior to the point of behaving like rude Americans from the U.S. visiting other countries.
1. What music band/type of music that you didn’t think you’d ever like surprised you by you falling in love with it?
2. You’re given a time machine, and you have one day to visit as many people from the past you can cram into that visit. Who are the top ten people you’d visit and why? What would you do with them, what would you talk to them about?
3. Knowing what you know now, you are given one chance to go back and change one thing about your past that you know will make things better in your life. What is that thing or even event (or even person) that you’d change and why? How do you envision that changing your present life?
4. You die and you’re told you can come back to life as a non-human. What do you come back as and why?
5. What is your favorite food and drink?
6. Is there anything about your appearance that you’d like to change? If there is, what is it? Why would you change it? What would you change it to? How do you think this would color the perceptions about you by the people who’ve known you with the thing you’ve changed?
7. You get to write/direct/create a TV show. What’s it about? What’s your budget like? Who are the main actors/actresses you’d get to be in it?
8. Selfish Tracy Question. I’m sick, and I call and ask for a little TLC and pampering and care and have the ability to teleport you here if you don’t live near me. What do you do to take care of a pitiful sickie-Tracy?
9. One food for the rest of your life. What is it? What about it makes you think you could eat it and only it from now until the day you die?
10. Just for this question, pretend you’re not an atheist (if you are). Who’s your go-to deity and why? How would you spend an afternoon with him/her?
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