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:: Monday, April 05, 2004 ::

[ another pointless livejournal survey ]

...because I'm too goddamn tired to describe my struggle with Life On Medication for the past two weeks to my satisfaction. Enjoy. Lord knows I did my best to.

1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says.

“…effect, but no study has conclusively linked delta-9-THC to immune…”

Reefer Madness, the Eric Schlosser’s follow-up investigative-journalism assault on the status quo (the breakout book being Fast Food Nation).

2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?

Nothing. I’m stretching it out as far as it can. If I hit something, I’ve failed to stretch out my arm as far as I can, unless I’m in a space whose longest dimension is shorter than the length of my arm, and even my CLOSET has more space than that.

3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?:

The last thing I WITNESSED on TV was Zan’s poor showing as a balanced, usable Streets of Rage 3 character. As far as a TV show/movie, I suppose it would be The Sword In The Stone.

4:WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is:

6:45 a.m. My suffering grows ever-more legendary.

5: What time is it really?

6:45 a.m., actually. Like, spot on.

6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?

Daft Punk’s Homework, which is a worthy companion to Discovery as an all-nighter stimulated-out-of-reason stay-sane album. It's certainly a decent soundscreen for those terrible birds, whose merry pre-morning chirping has become associated with my failure as a stable human being.

7: When did you last step outside? What were you doing?

Perhaps 1:45 a.m, wherein I was waiting outside to let Vix into Leeds.

8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?

Horse porn.

9: What are you wearing?

My blue middle-school fleece, an old red soccer jersey, pjs, a watch, two friendship bracelets, and headphones.

10: Did you dream last night?

Probably. Did I remember it? Nope.

11: When did you last laugh?

Substantially, on the phone with my Kitten, who is being phenomenal as of recent. Carlos managed to elicit a short laugh with his irrepressible charm

12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?

My Kitty’s class schedule, a scrap of paper with concert dates on it, an envelope with a card I’ve yet to complete, a towel, shelves full of books and music, a Coinstar receipt for a one-cent deposit, a “Fitter Happier”-themed Radiohead poster, and a whiteboard that hasn’t seen any new writing for two months.

13: Seen anything weird lately?

You bet your bippy I have. HOWEVER, you’ve utterly failed to ask the necessary follow-up question to find out what it is. So eat shit, quiz-face.

14: What do you think of this quiz?

Pleasantly imaginative, and while clearly imperfect, relatively novel in its attempts to shed insight on the personalities of those who take it.

15: What is the last film you saw?

The Sword In The Stone, followed closely by the fantastic High Fidelity.

16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?

The services of a very talented accountant. Insofar as a frivolous/materialist purchase, and after a shitload of gifts for my friends and loved ones, a new sleek laptop. Mine’s a fine machine, but is confined to running the Worst Operating System That Man Has Ever Designed, WinME.

17: Tell me something about you that I don't know:

Who the fuck are you, anyway? What DO you know? Since last Monday, I’ve become a borderline-insomniac, with the worst sleep schedule I’ve had since exam week last year.

18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?

Something along the lines of John Lennon’s “Imagine,” only with less piano and more reasonable implementation of intelligently-liberal policy.

19: Do you like to dance?

Whether on the floor, or on the pads, my feet are a lively pair.

20: George Bush...:

Sired an individual whose administration has adopted a policy so morally-inconsistent, so backdated, and so insular that at LEAST the next three administrations will have to deal with the immediate consequences of the events of these past 4 years.

21: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?

Easy. Angelina.

22: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?

Felix. Pleeeeeeeease? Pleease Felix Pleeeeease?

23: Would you ever consider living abroad?

So, you’re asking me to consider considering living abroad. How abroad is abroad? Beyond childhood fantasies of living wherever my finger stopped a spinning globe (that is, when it didn't get jammed between the globe and the stand), I’ve seriously considered living places for which I’d need a new passport, but could still conceivably drive and reach where I am now.

:: Aziz 7:33 AM [+] ::
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