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10 January 2011 @ 04:25 pm
If you were stranded on an island and could pick one thing to have with you, what would it be, and why?

Obviously a boat.
10 August 2010 @ 10:16 pm
What kind of act would you want to perform if you joined the circus?

Obviously I'd be the fucking ringmaster. How is this even a question? I've always wanted to be a ringmaster.
21 April 2010 @ 10:24 am
Was there something you were afraid of as a child that just seems silly to you now?

Yes. Gingers. I know, I know, hear me out. When I was little, I had this book. In this book was an illustration of this boy. This ginger boy. He had the most terrifying face in the world. I was so scared of him. I can't begin to describe how afraid I was of that picture. Sometimes I was scared to even be in the same room as the book. He looked a lot like this unnecessarily scary elf thing in this Leerdammer advert:

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It didn't help that my mother kept telling me that her worst fear when she was pregnant was that I'd come out ginger and if I did, she'd send me back! She really did preach about the evils of gingers.

I am over my ginger prejudice, though. In fact, for a while I was ginger, as the picture below demonstrates. My mother wasn't happy.

(Excuse the Myspace angle. This was in 2006 and I was still rocking them then. Also excuse the eyeliner, it really doesn't look as good as I thought it did at the time)
07 April 2010 @ 12:38 am
Last night I dreamed that I had a scooter (as in a motor one, like a Vespa, not a kiddie one) that was shaped like an alpaca. It was furry and everything. I was going down this long empty road on it and eerie noises were coming off the road, so I tried to put music on but I couldn't figure out how to work the radio and... I tried to plug my MP3 player but that was a failure because I was also suddenly realising I didn't know how to drive my alpaca-scooter, but it was pretty easy because there were about two switches (on and off, I think!), a pedal, the radio and a glove compartment. I took my tights off and put them in the glove box, then I was in Tesco carpark, thinking it was time to get rid of my llama-like transport.

At some point, I think before I acquired it, there had somehow been a dead body hidden inside the alpaca-scooter.

What the fuck is that about?
05 April 2010 @ 12:02 pm
If it were possible to clone a same-age version of yourself, do you think the two of you would be friends? Do you think you'd enjoy each other's company or find the similar point of view boring?

Oh my God, I'd LOVE to be friends with myself. Not because I'm extraordinarily awesome (I'm just a bit awesome), but I like lots of shit that my friends aren't into, and if there was a clone of me, I'd always have someone to do those things with. Most of my friends have similar points of view to me anyway, and I think I'm secretly really intolerant. If they had drastically different opinions on certain topics, I'm not sure I'd be able to resist trying to change their minds, using unethical tactics as emotional blackmail and possibly violence. That would not be conducive to a good friendship.
12 December 2009 @ 03:22 am
If cryogenics became a real, affordable option (i.e., if you could freeze your body until aging and illnesses were better understood), would you consider it? If so, do you fear you'd miss out on the wisdom that comes with growing old and dying?

At first I was all, hell yes! But then I actually thought about it and now I'm all, hell no. When I was defrosted, all the people I'd known before would be dead, or at totally different stages in their life. The world would have changed and I'd be all confused. I think it'd actually be really horrible. What's the point of living for longer/never aging if you've got nobody to share it with? I imagine being frozen and defrosted is quite a traumatic experience - I wouldn't really want to start trying to form new relationships after all that.

No. I'd much rather live now while I've got the chance, and enjoy things now while I've got the chance. If I thought I wouldn't age or die, I'd never get anything done, because I'd always know there'd be tomorrow. And there wouldn't be much to be afraid of, and sometimes being afraid makes things more enjoyable. I'd rather go through my life, from now until I get old and die, alongside the people I love. I think life is about the quality, rather than the quantity.
26 August 2009 @ 03:28 pm
What oft-repeated quote or common cliché do you find the most annoying when someone says it to you?

I hate 'everything happens for a reason'. Hate.

And I HATE HATE HATE 'you can achieve anything if you put your mind to it'. What?! No I can't. No matter how much I 'put my mind to it', I'm not going to become a giraffe. I don't want to be a giraffe anyway, but that's not the point. Also, there are people who work their arses off their whole lives to achieve things and never succeed, through no fault of their own, so really, it's just a load of bullshit.
21 August 2009 @ 03:52 am
My middle finger is aching really badly.

What kind of person has an achey middle finger?!
10 August 2009 @ 06:38 pm
Last night I dreamed that my mam took me to Blackpool on the bus for a surprise day out and I didn't know where we were going until we were there.

Except then, we got there and she just abandoned me and I was just wandering. I was on the beach, but on these little ledges or something, and it had suddenly got dark and suddenly I was on rollerskates and if I fell off, I'd fall into the sea and die so that was scary. Then I managed to get away from there and kept walking through this tourist information centre that was attached to a hidden swimming pool and several bars. In one bar, I stopped to talk to this old man because I dropped a magazine on his foot but I had to leave to find my mam. Then I found some children and one of them was drowning, so then I saved the drowning child and went back into the bar where I saw the old man again. Then I went into another room in the bar and found my mam and was like, "wtf? I thought we were having a nice day out together but instead you abandoned me to rollerskate on cliffs and save drowning children!" and even though I was soaking wet from my super-heroic child-saving, she didn't even care.

It was quite sad and when I woke up, I was very angry.
12 May 2009 @ 07:22 pm
Haha, oh my God, really?! You're supposed to report anyone buying anything particularly expensive, because they COULD be criminals? Are you fucking serious? I can't help but think that this is going to lead to some people being unfairly targeted. If people actually do this, they'll report anyone who doesn't fit the stereotype of a rich person, whatever that is, and it'll just be fucking ludicrous.