#470: CACTUS JELLY DID THIS TO ME, PART ONE
Cactus Jelly tagged me. Go thwack her with soft mallets.
There are forty-eight questions. I figure that I've got about twenty-four questions worth of concentration this evening, so this will be a two-parter.
Don't hate me because I'm meme-y.
- First name?
You've got to be kidding. Why would I risk being called anything but Schmutzie?
- Were you named after anyone?
My original first name is after an early 1970s folk singer, but that is neither here nor there, because that's between me and the real-lifers.
- Do you wish on stars?
When I was a kid, I used to wish on stars that my Venusian mother would come down in her spaceship to take me away from that devil suburbia, but now I am as likely to wish on anything I come across that I deem somewhat rare: for example, a non-Canadian coin, a cat's whisker, or a diaper pin.
- When did you last cry?
It was sometime within the last week, but it was because I couldn't stop yawning. The tears itched when they dribbled into my ears.
- Do you like your handwriting?
Yes, I do. I fashioned it myself when I found that the traditional cursive writing I was taught in grade four would do better with some simplification.
- What is your favorite lunch meat?
Turkey, but only when I am not being revolted by the thought of lunch meat.
- When is your birthday?
December 29th. .
- What is your most embarrassing cd?
A cd of biblical teachings that I received from a family friend still sits in its original cellophane. I can't find it in me to throw it out yet.
- If you were another person, would you be friends with you?
I have always had this feeling that I might find myself somewhat abrasive if I just met myself. After acclimatizing, though, I think we'd be fine with ourselves.
- Do you have a journal?
Aside from this one, I also keep a paper journal in a moleskine notebook. It's used for a little bit of everything. I draw in it, write poetry, keep grocery lists of things to do, collect telephone numbers, and paste in sticky notes. Mostly, I forget to write stuff down, and it floats around in the bottom of my bag collecting tobacco and old receipts.
- Would you bungee jump?
No. That is completely outside my set of urges. I would hang-glide, though.
- What is your favorite cereal?
Raisinless granola if it's around, but I generally don't buy cereal because it costs far too much for very little food value.
- Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
Not usually. I step on the backs and force them off, even if it hurts a little or they're nice leather or they happen to be boots.
- Do you think that you are strong?
Physically, I am a lot stronger than my lack of activity would suggest. Emotionally, I think that I'm a wreck a lot, but really, I come out pretty well in the wash.
- What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
Toasted sesame. It is really a flavour, and it tastes harmoniously like two of my favourite things at once: toast and ice cream.
- Shoe size?
7.5 or 8, depending on the shoe.
- Red or pink?
- What is your least favorite thing about yourself?
My body hair is a persistent, ever-thickening, coarse mass that will stop for no man.
- Who do you miss the most?
My dear old friend Chelsea from my Cosmopolian days. Her brain worked its own route through and around things like none other I have known. My notebooks miss her drawings and poetry, and I miss that glint in her eye just before she does something bad.
- Do you want everyone you send this to to send it back?
Does that mean I want them to do it? Because I'm not particularly stoked about spending the next while reading variations of the same list. Will I still tag some people? Definitely. I like pain.
- What color pants and shoes are you wearing?
I am wearing cords in a softer shade of lime and no shoes. With my shoes and socks off, my leg hair peeks out from the end of my pantleg in the most alluring way.
- Last thing you ate?
A chick pea, tomato, onions, and rosemary concoction that the Fiery One calls "The Goop".
- What are you listening to right now?