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1. Tell me something obvious about yourself.

I am destined to become Mrs. Christian Bale.

2. Tell me something about yourself that I don't know.

I don't sleep, I hunt predators at night to keep the city safe from harm, and I could kill you with one look of my death-ray eyes-- oh... wait... I'm getting confused again. I'll have to think about this.

3. What is your biggest fear?

That everyone actually does love Raymond.

4. Do you normally take the safe route or the shortcut?

I do both, I'm not picky. Sometimes the safe route is the shortcut, did you ever think about that? I mean, because if you get to where you're going faster, then that's less time spent out there in the big bad world where someone might come up to you and ask to see your panties.

5. What is the one thing you want the most that you can't buy with money?

There are things you can't buy with money?

6. What is your most treasured possession?

My lovely, beautiful, one-of-a-kind life. That or my Meg Cabot books.

7. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do the most often?

Procrastinate. Oh look, here I am, doing it again.

8. Tell me something about you sexually that I don't know.

I suppose that would depend on who you are. *nudgenudgewinkwink* Despite some minor evidence to the contrary, I have never been to a swingers party. Because, you know, I'm not married.

9. Tell me something about you sexually that everybody knows.

Everybody doesn't know squat, as I am not one to kiss and tell. Except for when I do.

10. What is your favorite lie to tell?

Why yes, I do work here. Stay right there while I find what you're looking for. Don't go away, now.

11. Name something you have done once that you can't wait to do again.

Go to Ireland and stay at a bed and breakfast run by a young Irish guy who makes the best scrambled eggs I have ever tasted, then go to the Guiness factory, then to a chocolate shop and buy Baileys-filled chocolates before leaving them at the airport the day I fly out. I would like to do all that again except for the Guiness factory and the leaving the chocolates at the airport.

12. Are you the jealous type?

Of course! What is life without manufactured angst?

13. What is the 1 person, place or thing that you can never say no to?

Sushi. I'm a total whore for it. And French food, especially that restaurant in Georgetown. And a good outdoor barbecue. And also that guy in 8th grade.

14. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you?

Surprised me with a good friend hiding in my storage closet to scare the wits out of me and then capturing my blotchy face on film. Thanks, Jade and Robbie!

15. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be?

I'd quit my job and move to London. Only I would have no place to go, so then I'd have to track down Hannah and force her to let me stay with her while I looked for a flat and a job. Only with the depressed economy I wouldn't be able to find anything for months, and in the meanwhile I'll have used up every penny of my savings and my relationships with my friends will be strained because I'll get really lonely while I'm trying to eke out this English life, so I'll call them collect all the time, and not pay attention to the time zones, so that they end up having to stay up at all hours of the night to listen to me whinge while paying for the call. Eventually I'll have to contact my parents and eat humble pie about my decisions, and they'll pay for a plane ticket home, and I'll get airsick on the flight back and throw up in the little bag they give you, fully disgusting the person I'm sitting next to, who is the CEO of a major publishing firm, who I would have hit it off with, and who would have offered me a senior editing position if only I weren't puking. Instead he'll get away from me as quickly as possible, the opportunity will be lost, as will my luggage be when I finally arrive in LA. I'll stay with my parents while looking for a job, and I might even have a shred of hope at this point for what the future holds, before realizing that since I gave up my good job I can't find anything else, and I'll live with my parents and my bitey dog for the rest of my days, wondering what happened to my life. And that is why I don't do crazy things.

16. When was the last time you cried?

OMG this is such a mean question, but probably only because I have such an embarrassing answer... I bawled like a baby yesterday when Michael was saying his goodbyes to Maria in the last ep of Roswell S2.

Here was the scene:

Michael: There's a lot about you, Maria. There's a lot about you, but I think what means the most to me is that you're open. You know, I can look into your eyes and I can see you. I can see what you're thinking. I can see what you're feeling. How much I mean to you sometimes, how much I piss you off sometimes. But I can always see you.

Maria: I see you too.

Michael: No, no you don't see me. You know when Max and Liz would kiss, and Liz would get the flashes? And when we would kiss, you didn't. I know how much that hurt you.

Maria: That doesn't matter to me anymore, Michael.

Michael: The reason you didn't get the flashes is because I didn't let you get them. I didn't let you see me. I've never let anyone see me before...because there are things inside of me that I don't want people to see. There's things inside of me that I'm not so proud of. But I've thought about it, and I want you to see me.

Michael: Take my hands.

*WEEPS* I SEE YOU, MICHAEL. (He so stole that speech from The Joy Luck Club, but that's okay.) I liked M/M a lot better this time around.

17. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered?

On Friday, when I found the perfect Christmas gift for Jade. I was giddy, man. Buying presents is hard, and a really perfect one is almost unheard of. Plus I was wearing my new fleece jacket, so I was a pretty happy camper.

18. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on?

People don't feel comfortable in public without a shirt on? Of course not.

19. Name something embarrassing you did while drunk.

DAMN YOU FOR ASKING THIS QUESTION. The story is this: it was while I was an intern at Interpol. There was this super hot guy who I worked with (also an intern). One night a bunch of us went to play billiards and get a bit drunk, only I can't hold my liquor worth a damn and threw up all over him on the car ride back. He was really v. nice and decent about it, but needless to say it did not blossom into a summer romance. I am so glad to have had this opportunity to relive all that.

20. If you post this in your journal, do you want me to answer it?

Do what you will, I have no power over anyone I haven't implanted with my mind-control chip.

Date: 2004-10-25 06:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hannah-kim.livejournal.com
Please, like I would let you stay with me. I'm afraid your hypothetical story of woe will have to start with you living in a squat.

Ha ha, of course I'm not really that mean.

You could stay in my shed or something.

Date: 2004-10-25 07:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] empressvesica.livejournal.com
Because, you know, I'm not married.

Excellent reasoning. :D

Your answers are so much better than mine. I feel all un-creative.

Date: 2004-10-25 09:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarea-okelani.livejournal.com
I'm just a smartass. Don't aspire to that.

Sushi eaters, unite!

Date: 2004-10-25 09:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gianfared.livejournal.com
I have never been to a swingers party. Because, you know, I'm not married.

Ha! Nice try - but they had ask-a-swinger on the radio show here and the swinger said you can be a single female (no single males) to go to these... So, I see your loophole, missy!

Date: 2004-10-25 09:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarea-okelani.livejournal.com
Suuuuuuuure it was a radio show. The coincidence seems a bit too, well, coincidental. It's okay, you're among friends ... just admit where you really have that knowledge from. :D

Date: 2004-10-26 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sydney-lynne.livejournal.com
Don't feel bad. The last time I cried was on Friday at the end of the Joan of Arcadia episode, and I never cry over actual real life things. Fiction makes me such a sap.

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