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[kittydesade]

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
I don't think.. ooh, yes, yes there is a book near me. *looks*
"...shanties where the people had either moved on or had been..."

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?
My box set of Firefly DVDs. Yay Firefly!

3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Uh. What day is it. Touching Evil. That creepy episode with Sebastian Roche.

4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what time it is:
11:30.

5: Now look at the clock; what is the actual time?
11:15. Huh. Not that bad. I guess it helps that I knew I finished work today at 11 and it probably wasn't midnight yet.

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Um. Assuming "with the exception of the computer" means the music that's playing on the computer... which is Bush, in case anyone's curious... that weird Hippos dancing song from Fantasia that I can't remember the real name of or the name of the real composer. Dammit.

7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
Yesterday. Went and saw Hellboy. Mmmm Hellboy. He's so cute.

8. Before you came to this Web site, what did you look at?
My synopsis for Different. My horrible, horrible synopsis. I think my eyes are bleeding. Nothing on the web, I just logged on and found this.

9. What are you wearing?
Black. Black yoga capris (I hate capris, but they were the only yoga pants in the store, and it was my mom's dime) and a black t-shirt with a faded and cracking celtic cross design on it.

10. Did you dream last night?
Yes. I dreamt in drop-down menus. With Hellboy. The Hellboy I understood, but the drop-down menus baffle me.

11. When did you last laugh?
Uh. I can't remember. Yes I can. About five minutes ago, when I went upstairs to get a disk and the cat ran right along next to me chirping. She's learned that going upstairs usually means going to work. And then she tries to distract me. Lovely cat.

12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Aguh. A mirror. Portraits of my boyfriend's family. Plants... well, actually they're hanging from the ceiling. Some nature painting. Wallpaper. Curtains. They're mauve curtains.

13: Seen anything weird lately?
Um. Ummmmmm......... no. No, actually, my life is pretty boring. The weirdest thing I've seen lately is Longinus and Caitlin from Roar getting it on on Touching Evil. Um. Yeah. Boring life.

14: What is the last film you saw?
HELLBOY!!!!

15: There is noooooooooo .... question 15.

16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?
I'd pay off my college fucking loans. Goddess, I hate those things. And then I'd buy a modest house. With a yard. And then I'd buy a computer system, desktop and laptop. One of those drop-proof laptops.
Hell, if I became a multi-millionaire I'd start my own publishing company. But first I'd pay off my college loans. And then actually I'd pay off April's and Joey's college loans. And then... meh. Iris and Di's? And then I guess I'd buy an apartment.


17: Tell me something about you that I don't know:
I hear voices? Wait, everyone knows that by now. Including random people who leave anonymous messages on my LJ telling me to get professional help. *displays middle finger*

Something about me you don't know.

I have scoliosis.


18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
I'd IMPROVE THE FUCKING SCHOOL SYSTEM! Wherever it needs improving, I know it does in the US. But in the US it needs a complete goddamn overhaul. Yeah. That's it. Free and good schooling for everyone. For a value of good meaning you teach kids the facts, teach them how to learn, and let them think for themselves.

19: Do you like to dance?
Yep. I don't do enough of it, but I do like to dance.

20: George Bush: is he really doing Dick Cheney?
... you realize I'm going to kill you now. Whoever you are who started this. And possibly you, Hat, for showing it to me. Ow. My brain.

21a: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?:
At the moment? Ariel.

21b: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?:
At the moment? Julien. To both questions, ask me again tomorrow and I'll probably say something different. And until I actually get pregnant it'll stay that erratic.

22: Would you ever consider living abroad?:
Yes. Definitely. France or Spain or Ireland or something. Although I now fear the French and Spanish rail systems. I'd live somewhere quiet, like Limonge. And drive everywhere. No terrorist bombings for me!


Dear Goddesa. I'm exhausted. I'm so tired. And I actually managed to make my Sofia synopsis shorter than my Different synopsis. Which is bad because Different also has an outline to go with it. So I need to cut some stuff out of that. But I'll do that tomorrow; I've got the drafts of everything ready to go and the final two/three chapters for submission. I'll work over the synopses, query letters, and outline tomorrow. I'm relaxing now.

Had a funny conversation with my aunt earlier today. She was amazed that I'm pushing myself so hard to write. Except that what she didn't realize was I usually write like this. At least, 'this' being what she knows about. I didn't tell her about the 15k writing spree over two days from yesterday and the day before. I didn't tell her that I'm trying to write four novels in the same month that I'm trying to submit four short stories per week and two novels in the first week and do my taxes and edit a third novel. I didn't tell her that this is pretty much a normal workload for me. Because I write like a mofo.

Which you'd think she'd've figured out by now when I came home with five novels. But oh well.

I want to see Hellboy again. I want it to be on DVD already so I can sit down and watch mindless fun, squee over Hellboy, floss my brain out, and not have my heartstrings yanked over anything. Actually I just want an action movie with a predictable plot where you know that no one you care about is going to die (or you've accepted the inevitable character death) and with a hero or anti-hero I can squee over. I'm sure I've got such a movie around here somewhere. Pirates would do, except that I watched that not too long ago. I want some mental floss.

After this weekend is over I'm going to spend a day just sitting down and painting minis. And writing the novels of the month, of course, but still. Because dammit, once I mail these damn things out... I will heartily deserve it.