(As seen on bopeepsheep's journal.}
What's on your bedside table?
A half-pint glass (usually half-full of stale water); half a dozen books that I'm sort of in the middle of reading, or have given up reading; my real paper journal (which I don't write in very much now that I have LJ); Lush "Dream Cream" moisturiser; a small bottle of Valium (left over from when my back was really bad); Tesco herbal "Sleep Aid" tablets; whichever earrings I took out last; nail-clippers; a pen; a little stainless-steel-effect tray full of condoms; and various toys which are longer than they are wide. *cough*
What do you eat when you raid the fridge at night?
I don't seem to do that very much any more, but it'd probably be cheese, gherkins, or olives at the moment. It depends what's actually in the fridge. (I sometimes eat raw garlic when I'm hungry in the middle of the night, but that's not in the fridge.)
What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?
It's not very secret, but "The Sound of Music" always makes me cry. Actually, lots of films always make me cry. The end of "The Wizard of Oz". The funeral in "Four Weddings and a Funeral". "West Side Story". "The Crow", of course (pred goth). The end of "Withnail and I". And yes, okay, I cry when Bambi's mother dies, are you happy now? ... It annoys me slightly that I get equally weepy not only at genuinely moving stuff but also at predictable heart-string-tugging stuff like Disney films.
If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?
The only body-mods I can think of that I want don't really come under the heading of "plastic surgery", more under the heading of, er, feeding the cyborg fetish. Blue LEDs all the way down my arms. Titanium-capped pointy teeth. Printed circuit-boards on my skin. HUGE WINGS WITH RAZOR-SHARP FEATHERS.
Excuse me a moment.
Do you have a completely irrational fear?
I'm afraid of dying alone and unloved, but if I thought that was irrational I wouldn't be afraid of it.
What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moments?
Do you ever have to beg?
I like to be made to beg. Does that count?
Do you have too many love interests?
I don't think I can answer that diplomatically. ("It becomes still more difficult to find / Words at once true and kind, / Or not untrue and not unkind.")
Do you know anyone famous?
My dad. He's famous in his field, anyway.
Describe your bed
Black metal frame, reasonably firm mattress but it's starting to get a bit squishy in places. Currently has lilac sheets and pillowcases, black duvet cover, and handcuffs attached to the corners at the head end of the bed.
Spontaneous or plan?
Spontaneous. It's all plan, anyway.
Who should play you in a movie about your life?
Judy Garland! (Hell, this is a fantasy question, right, so her being dead doesn't matter...?)
Do you know how to play poker?
Nope. Would love to learn, though.
What do you carry with you at all times?
Phone, wallet, too many keys. Usually have Palm pilot as well, often have hairties, pens, sweeties, sticking-plasters, stamps, etc.
How do you drive?
Carefully. With a 50-year-old car there's no other way to drive. It's like a kind of meditation: you have to concentrate on the driving, you have to empty your mind of everything but the driving. Very Zen. Very satisfying when it works.
What do you miss most about being little?
My first school; being relatively carefree and happy; the sort of gorgeous velvet lacy dresses that they only make in kids' sizes; parties where people play games rather than just getting drunk and passing out.
Are you happy with your given name?
<shrug> It's an identifier. I don't mind it, but I'm not particularly attached to it.
How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for a year?
MORE THAN YOU CAN POSSIBLY AFFORD.
What colour is your bedroom?
Unfortunate green carpet (not my choice), even more unfortunate beige curtains (also not my choice) and white woodchip wallpaper (do you have to ask?). Accessorised in black and purple, soon to be redecorated hopefully before I go crazy staring at the woodchip. *twitch*
What was the last song you were listening to?
"Perfect Day" as performed by Kirsty MacColl (with Evan Dando).
Have you ever been in a school play?
I was a sailor in a pageant (we had to do a little dance with sailor-hats and everything); I was Mrs Pepperpot in one school pantomime (a bizarre story featuring lots of characters from kids' books); one of the "8 maids a-milking" in another (a story based on the 12 Days of Christmas); and a flying carpet seller in yet another ("Aladdin and the Forty Thieves").
I played the Nurse in "A Separate Peace" by Tom Stoppard, for the inter-house drama competition one year at secondary school. (We lost. But it's a great play.) And I was a munchkin in The Wizard of Oz, even though our musical director admitted that I sang better than Isobel who got the part of Dorothy. (But I couldn't act as well.) Not that I'm STILL FUCKING BITTER about this or anything.
Who are your best friends?
I don't apply qualitative/comparative measurement criteria to my friendships.
Have you ever been in love?
Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?
Have you ever done any illegal drugs?
Yes. Not many different ones though.
Do you think you're cute?
Only in the kind of pat-on-the-head awww-look-a-fluffy-thing sense.
Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?
Do you spend more time with your girlfriend, boyfriend, or your friends?
What's the geekiest music you own?
Eh? What kind of music counts as "geeky"? ... Actually, I've got an album called "Interactive Music" by... well, the CD cover claims it's by "Rather Interesting", but CDDB thinks it's by Atom Heart. <shrug> I kind of accidentally got it free at the Oxford CD fair many years ago. Anyway, it's got a track called "My Life as a Zip-File", which I think makes it pretty damn geeky. Boring as fuck, too.