20 question meme
Can't sleep. Bags packed for Pacific Friction- gods I'm taking a lot of rope. I need to finish my handout- will do that next.In the mean time, I will distract myself... with this meme- stolen from The Dean, who stole it from Silverflight.
1. Tell me something obvious about you.
I'm a curvy gender-queer fetish model/photographer/geek who lives with the "Dharma" to her "Greg" and can't seem to stay home or stay healthy for long.
2. Tell me something about you that many don't know.
When I was 10 weeks old I fell down 2 flights of stairs head first, cracked open my scull (my brain had to be put back in), permaently ruined my spine, and ended up deaf until the age of 4.
3. What is your biggest fear?
Being alone/abandoned.
4. Do you normally go the safe route or take the short cut?
I take the most adventurous route in many cases.
5. Name one thing you want that you can't buy with money.
I rather desperately want a body switching machine.
6. What is your most treasured possession?
My "Memory boxes"- a series of boxes, a trunk, and my electronic files full of photographs mostly, but some event tickets, hair clippings, old letters, etc.
7. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do often?
I have dramatic mood swings that make me say horrid things to others, or forget what I said to folks.
8. Tell me something sexually about you that I don't know.
For many years I had a serious fear/phobia of cum getting into my sinuses.
9. Tell me something sexually about you that everyone knows.
I'm a big ole' sexually open kinky person with sexual mood swings that make her a horn dog one moment and shy and romantic the next.
10. What is your favorite lie to tell?
Sa'll good. Don't worry about me.
11. Name something you've done once that you can't wait to do again.
Go bareback horseback riding through rivers. Go glove shopping in Rome.
12. Are you the jealous type?
Strangely enough- yes. I love knowing my people are happy, but when they don't share what they're up to with their other folks, I get convinced they want to keep things from me. What's the worst is "we hung out" that in fact means "I fucked her silly then fell asleep in her arms"... I want the second version thank you, even if for the moment it might make me miss you more... rather than feeling like folks are hiding things.
13. What is the one person, place or thing you can't say no to?
I have many, many soft spots in my heart. You know who you are. There are some who have some carte blance standing offers for me to say yes to anything.
14. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you?
A few jump to mind:
take me out for drinks at Long Island Ice Tea Club after breraking it to me that I'd been dumped by my fiancee (Phileosou)
get me out of the loophole of being a borderline street kid in Seattle (Ogre RIP)
Keeping me from jumping off a rooftop and out of a moving car on the freeway (Furry)
Helping me move when you didn't know me and had never really met me (Jaguar)
Making Pork Chops for me and my friends after Koi got stabbed in the wrist while we were all on acid (Bakrath)
Not asking any questions when I needed picked up after a play party when I was underage... many times (Mi Madre).... and so many others.
I have been greatly blessed by the people in my life. It's how I weigh my worth- through my people.
15. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be?
Cash in my savings and fly somewhere random. I hear Morocco is nice this time of year.
16. When was the last time you cried?
Earlier today trying to put back in my nose jewelry. Ha. No, the honest answer of the last time I really cried was with Curry and he hurt me. Because I needed it. It touched me so deeply, reminded me of a few issues, reminded me how much I am loved.
17. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered?
See above note?
18. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on?
Uh, yeah.
19. Name something embarrassing you did while being drunk.
I spent an entire evening in Glenn Cholm Cille, Donegal, Ireland drunk, speaking only in poetry, trying to woo a hot bi girl, drinking so much that I was going into the bathroom, vomiting, eating a mint and drinking again, and was asked by a punk named Ian if I was only going to speak in poetry all night. I responded in verse. He dared me to create an erotic poem about bowling. I apparently succeeded. I have no memory of getting back to my place.
20. If you post this in your journal would you like me to answer it?
Uh, up to you I suppose :)