Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
azurelunatic) wrote2003-01-30 01:11 am
azurelunatic) wrote2003-01-30 01:11 am
Survey: All about me!!! (thank iroshi)
-- Birthplace: Fairbanks, AK.
-- Current Location: Phoenix, AZ. Faaar from home.
-- Hair Color: Dark brown, dyed black at the ends, sun-streaked lighter.
-- Eye Color: Hazel: orange, green, and blue. Photographs as brown. Comes off as green when my eyes are red.
-- Righty or Lefty: Righty. And dysgraphic, meaning that I can't come up with the names for right or left very quickly. I'll point and say "That way" rather than give you Right or Left.
-- Zodiac Sign: Gemini. Which is so me.
-- Innie or Outtie: Innie.
More stuff about me
-- Your heritage: Mama is of mostly Finnish descent; FatherSir's clan is originally Scotch-Irish, and there's part of the family that lodged in Iowa for a long time...
-- The shoes you wore today: Slip-on open-heeled black thick-soled sneakers. I need to remember to wear socks.
-- Your hair: Thick, tangly, wavy, occasionally curly at the tips. Prone to split ends because of the past color treatments. Good ol' Shawn described it once as "feral hair".
-- Your weakness?: Darkside. And lovely-minded women who are at least as physically attractive as they are mentally. Chocolate. The chocolate orange sticks from Trader Joe's, especially.
-- Your fears: Loss of words. Emotional injury. Being alone. Have lost the fear of Darkside hurting me, because I know that he is not mentally capable of the calculated, deliberate cruelty it would take to do anything like that to me, despite the fact that he knows me well enough so that he could.
-- Your perfect pizza: Crust: medium, crisp, but not crunchy. Loaded with pepperoni, sauce, cheese, olives, mushrooms, broccoli, bacon, sausage, hamburger. Homemade: I make perfect pizzas, and to this all my roommates (and Aunt-Fayoumis, and Uncle Davy, and Grandma, and Uncle-Fayoumis, and my family back home, and anyone else who's ever eaten my pizzas) can testify.
-- One thing you'd like to achieve: Finish my novel and get it published.
More stuff
-- Your most overused phrase on IM: hehe
-- Your thoughts first waking up: ...time is it? ...day is it? ...When's class?
-- The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: Tied for sense of humor and the Not a Muggle! sense going off
-- Your best physical feature: Probably my smile. Or my voice. I used to do phone work. Yes, that kind only briefly; did phone surveys for over a year besides that. Men seem attracted to my boobs for some reason.
-- Your bedtime: Oi gods. Um. Should be 2300. Often is 2600. Um, I mean, 0200.
-- Your greatest accomplishment: Surviving.
-- Your most missed memories: I miss hanging out at River's house with the guys. I miss those late-night conversations in Denny's. I miss the good, fast, crazy, insane times with Shawn. ...I miss breakfasts with Darkside. Those... but those are never far from me.
What shizzles my nizzle
(I'm with 'song -- what the hell's a nizzle? I'm not sure I *have* a nizzle!) (And I'm with Ro and 'song... and assuming I had one, would I want it shizzled?)
-- Pepsi or coke: Coke, vanilla. With or without additives.
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King. It's more like real food. I have a strange affinity for mayo.
-- Single or group dates: Depends on who with. With Darkside, I see him so rarely I'd like to be alone... with most other candidates for dates, the more the merrier.
-- Adidas or nike: Does it fit on my feet? Can I afford it? Is it black? Is it steel-toed? Is it leather?
-- Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate. Mmmm.
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Whatever. How about nice peppermint tea instead? Eh?
-- Cappuccino or coffee: Cappucino, or else coffee done my way: 1/2 cup instant coffee, 1/2 cup instant hot chocolate mix, 1/2 cup sugar (or more), 1 cup hot milk, a handful licorice jelly beans, with a few chocolate covered espresso bombs for a chaser.
-- Boxers or briefs: Whatever so he pleases. Both have their advantages. My underpants would fall into the category of briefs, mostly.
a little more about me
-- Smoke: Are you fucking kidding me? With my lungs? Fuck no.
-- Cuss: See above. Especially while working on computers.
-- Sing: Every now and then, especially when happy.
-- Take a shower everyday: Mostly. Though I do slack, especially when depressed.
-- Have a crush(es): Heh. Heh. Is it a crush if it's reciprocated?
-- who are they: Let's see. My boyfriend is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yaksha42, as most people know... my crushes include the inimitable Darkside, who is my dearest beloved in this life, and then someone who knows who they are and blushes about it.
-- Do you think you've been in love: Yes. See: Darkside.
-- College?: Yes. Twice. First the horrible year at UAF, and now at DeVry.
-- Like high school: Yeah. The Library Monkeys were the bomb. Library Monkeys: what happens when the geeks and the freaks band together and form their own social group.
-- Type w/ your fingers on the right keys: Mostly. 69 wpm at last clocking.
-- Get motion sickness: Yes, sadly. I've never barfed from it, though. And never in airplanes. Mostly in stop-and-go traffic, or on unfamiliar roads, or when facing not-forward when a particularly interesting maneuver is conducted.
-- Think you're attractive: Sort of. Maybe. On those weird moments every now and then.
-- Think you're a health freak: Nah.
-- Get along with your parents: Yes. They're excellently fun, and wonderful, and I love them, though I am a little loud and odd for them now.
-- Like thunderstorms: Ooooh. Pretty. Shiny. Wish I could stay plugged in during them though.
-- Play an instrument: No. Just sing, every now and then. Tried violin and guitar and kinda flute and keyboard.
I did this and that this month
-- Drank alcohol: Yes. Amaretto in vanilla Coke.
-- Smoke(d): Fuck no.
-- Done a drug: Caffiene, via TJ's chocolate orange sticks.
-- Gone to the mall?: Yep, to hang out withelance.
-- Eaten sushi: Damn, knew I forgot to do something in CA.
-- Been on stage: Nope.
-- Been dumped: Nope.
-- Gone skating: Nope.
-- Been in love: Oh yes.
-- Gone skinny dipping: I wish!!
-- Stolen anything: No.
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing?: *sigh* Just that one with Eris...
-- If so, was it mixed company: *giggle* No...
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: No. Though I have been so tired as to appear very drunk.
-- Been caught "doing something": Yes. By Grandma, no less.
-- Been called a tease: Yes. Because I am one.
-- Gotten beaten up: *sigh* Where's Darkside when you need him? No.
-- Shoplifted: No.
-- Changed who you were to fit in: *giggle* As if!
Some jazz that doesn't really have a category!
-- Age you hope to be married: Umm... no?
-- Numbers and Names of Children: Haven't got. Though Little Fayoumis might as well be my stepson.
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: Big party with all my friends, and friends of the family, invited. Jam session with abovementioned friends playing Celtic music. Potluck. Lots of things to eat and drink. Big cranberry cake according to Mama's secret recipe. Happiness, laughter, small children running around and shrieking. And love. Lots of love. Corsages of the bridal party color-coded according to sexual preference and open-for-relationship-ness status (pink for attracted to guys, blue for attracted to girls, mixed if attracted to both, white or yellow for it doesn't matter, you're not getting any). Darth Vader strangling the piano player and having me march down the aisle to the Imperial March. A handmade, homemade dress in heavy white satin. A handmade, homemade veil (it's half-finished, hanging in my room in case I ever have use for it...). Carrying white roses with one red. A gaggle of bridesmaids in their choice of pale blue. A gaggle of goofy groomsmen. A combined bachelor and bachelorette party celebration on the town, followed up by gender-appropriate festivities (I have an intuition that some of the chicks will desert to the guy end of things, like Savil...). Seeing most of the people I love together in one place at one time. A shitload of LJ'ers present. Webcam broadcasting the proceedings for those who can't be there.
-- How do you want to die: Painlessly, peacefully, quickly, with my mind intact, after a long, happy, and productive life, after having my affairs set in an order to be picked up by my successor, with timing such to not needlessly grieve my beloveds.
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: Magician, computer guru, writer. Not necessarily in that order.
-- What country would you most like to visit: Wherever it is that he leads, there shall I follow.
-- Best eye color?: For me, or for someone else? For me, dark blue. Someone else? I like light blue/light grey, natural color, so I can tell what their eyes are saying best...
-- Best weight: For me, around 200, depending on muscle.
-- Best articles of clothing: Long skirts, jeans, shirts that show cleavage, soft shiny slinky velvet and satin, in black or deep jewel colours.
-- Best first date location: Somewhere that we can have fun. A con, a movie, Denny's... fun.
-- Best first kiss location: Wherever we happen to be, a moment will surround us, and the location will not particularly matter.
-- Number of drugs taken illegally: 2. I wasn't old enough for the one, and too young for the other to matter now.
-- Number of CDs that I own: Oi gods. Not sure. Over 100.
-- Number of piercings: 3. Left ear, left ear, right ear.
-- Number of tattoos: 0.
-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: Wo bu ji dao? Seriously, haven't the foggiest.
-- Number of things in my past that I regret:Not kissing the Lady E. Not having been kissed by Shawn. Resisting the mutual temptation in that one moment. Mouthing off a number of times.
-- Current Location: Phoenix, AZ. Faaar from home.
-- Hair Color: Dark brown, dyed black at the ends, sun-streaked lighter.
-- Eye Color: Hazel: orange, green, and blue. Photographs as brown. Comes off as green when my eyes are red.
-- Righty or Lefty: Righty. And dysgraphic, meaning that I can't come up with the names for right or left very quickly. I'll point and say "That way" rather than give you Right or Left.
-- Zodiac Sign: Gemini. Which is so me.
-- Innie or Outtie: Innie.
More stuff about me
-- Your heritage: Mama is of mostly Finnish descent; FatherSir's clan is originally Scotch-Irish, and there's part of the family that lodged in Iowa for a long time...
-- The shoes you wore today: Slip-on open-heeled black thick-soled sneakers. I need to remember to wear socks.
-- Your hair: Thick, tangly, wavy, occasionally curly at the tips. Prone to split ends because of the past color treatments. Good ol' Shawn described it once as "feral hair".
-- Your weakness?: Darkside. And lovely-minded women who are at least as physically attractive as they are mentally. Chocolate. The chocolate orange sticks from Trader Joe's, especially.
-- Your fears: Loss of words. Emotional injury. Being alone. Have lost the fear of Darkside hurting me, because I know that he is not mentally capable of the calculated, deliberate cruelty it would take to do anything like that to me, despite the fact that he knows me well enough so that he could.
-- Your perfect pizza: Crust: medium, crisp, but not crunchy. Loaded with pepperoni, sauce, cheese, olives, mushrooms, broccoli, bacon, sausage, hamburger. Homemade: I make perfect pizzas, and to this all my roommates (and Aunt-Fayoumis, and Uncle Davy, and Grandma, and Uncle-Fayoumis, and my family back home, and anyone else who's ever eaten my pizzas) can testify.
-- One thing you'd like to achieve: Finish my novel and get it published.
More stuff
-- Your most overused phrase on IM: hehe
-- Your thoughts first waking up: ...time is it? ...day is it? ...When's class?
-- The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: Tied for sense of humor and the Not a Muggle! sense going off
-- Your best physical feature: Probably my smile. Or my voice. I used to do phone work. Yes, that kind only briefly; did phone surveys for over a year besides that. Men seem attracted to my boobs for some reason.
-- Your bedtime: Oi gods. Um. Should be 2300. Often is 2600. Um, I mean, 0200.
-- Your greatest accomplishment: Surviving.
-- Your most missed memories: I miss hanging out at River's house with the guys. I miss those late-night conversations in Denny's. I miss the good, fast, crazy, insane times with Shawn. ...I miss breakfasts with Darkside. Those... but those are never far from me.
What shizzles my nizzle
(I'm with 'song -- what the hell's a nizzle? I'm not sure I *have* a nizzle!) (And I'm with Ro and 'song... and assuming I had one, would I want it shizzled?)
-- Pepsi or coke: Coke, vanilla. With or without additives.
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King. It's more like real food. I have a strange affinity for mayo.
-- Single or group dates: Depends on who with. With Darkside, I see him so rarely I'd like to be alone... with most other candidates for dates, the more the merrier.
-- Adidas or nike: Does it fit on my feet? Can I afford it? Is it black? Is it steel-toed? Is it leather?
-- Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate. Mmmm.
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Whatever. How about nice peppermint tea instead? Eh?
-- Cappuccino or coffee: Cappucino, or else coffee done my way: 1/2 cup instant coffee, 1/2 cup instant hot chocolate mix, 1/2 cup sugar (or more), 1 cup hot milk, a handful licorice jelly beans, with a few chocolate covered espresso bombs for a chaser.
-- Boxers or briefs: Whatever so he pleases. Both have their advantages. My underpants would fall into the category of briefs, mostly.
a little more about me
-- Smoke: Are you fucking kidding me? With my lungs? Fuck no.
-- Cuss: See above. Especially while working on computers.
-- Sing: Every now and then, especially when happy.
-- Take a shower everyday: Mostly. Though I do slack, especially when depressed.
-- Have a crush(es): Heh. Heh. Is it a crush if it's reciprocated?
-- who are they: Let's see. My boyfriend is
yaksha42, as most people know... my crushes include the inimitable Darkside, who is my dearest beloved in this life, and then someone who knows who they are and blushes about it. -- Do you think you've been in love: Yes. See: Darkside.
-- College?: Yes. Twice. First the horrible year at UAF, and now at DeVry.
-- Like high school: Yeah. The Library Monkeys were the bomb. Library Monkeys: what happens when the geeks and the freaks band together and form their own social group.
-- Type w/ your fingers on the right keys: Mostly. 69 wpm at last clocking.
-- Get motion sickness: Yes, sadly. I've never barfed from it, though. And never in airplanes. Mostly in stop-and-go traffic, or on unfamiliar roads, or when facing not-forward when a particularly interesting maneuver is conducted.
-- Think you're attractive: Sort of. Maybe. On those weird moments every now and then.
-- Think you're a health freak: Nah.
-- Get along with your parents: Yes. They're excellently fun, and wonderful, and I love them, though I am a little loud and odd for them now.
-- Like thunderstorms: Ooooh. Pretty. Shiny. Wish I could stay plugged in during them though.
-- Play an instrument: No. Just sing, every now and then. Tried violin and guitar and kinda flute and keyboard.
I did this and that this month
-- Drank alcohol: Yes. Amaretto in vanilla Coke.
-- Smoke(d): Fuck no.
-- Done a drug: Caffiene, via TJ's chocolate orange sticks.
-- Gone to the mall?: Yep, to hang out with
elance. -- Eaten sushi: Damn, knew I forgot to do something in CA.
-- Been on stage: Nope.
-- Been dumped: Nope.
-- Gone skating: Nope.
-- Been in love: Oh yes.
-- Gone skinny dipping: I wish!!
-- Stolen anything: No.
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing?: *sigh* Just that one with Eris...
-- If so, was it mixed company: *giggle* No...
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: No. Though I have been so tired as to appear very drunk.
-- Been caught "doing something": Yes. By Grandma, no less.
-- Been called a tease: Yes. Because I am one.
-- Gotten beaten up: *sigh* Where's Darkside when you need him? No.
-- Shoplifted: No.
-- Changed who you were to fit in: *giggle* As if!
Some jazz that doesn't really have a category!
-- Age you hope to be married: Umm... no?
-- Numbers and Names of Children: Haven't got. Though Little Fayoumis might as well be my stepson.
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: Big party with all my friends, and friends of the family, invited. Jam session with abovementioned friends playing Celtic music. Potluck. Lots of things to eat and drink. Big cranberry cake according to Mama's secret recipe. Happiness, laughter, small children running around and shrieking. And love. Lots of love. Corsages of the bridal party color-coded according to sexual preference and open-for-relationship-ness status (pink for attracted to guys, blue for attracted to girls, mixed if attracted to both, white or yellow for it doesn't matter, you're not getting any). Darth Vader strangling the piano player and having me march down the aisle to the Imperial March. A handmade, homemade dress in heavy white satin. A handmade, homemade veil (it's half-finished, hanging in my room in case I ever have use for it...). Carrying white roses with one red. A gaggle of bridesmaids in their choice of pale blue. A gaggle of goofy groomsmen. A combined bachelor and bachelorette party celebration on the town, followed up by gender-appropriate festivities (I have an intuition that some of the chicks will desert to the guy end of things, like Savil...). Seeing most of the people I love together in one place at one time. A shitload of LJ'ers present. Webcam broadcasting the proceedings for those who can't be there.
-- How do you want to die: Painlessly, peacefully, quickly, with my mind intact, after a long, happy, and productive life, after having my affairs set in an order to be picked up by my successor, with timing such to not needlessly grieve my beloveds.
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: Magician, computer guru, writer. Not necessarily in that order.
-- What country would you most like to visit: Wherever it is that he leads, there shall I follow.
-- Best eye color?: For me, or for someone else? For me, dark blue. Someone else? I like light blue/light grey, natural color, so I can tell what their eyes are saying best...
-- Best weight: For me, around 200, depending on muscle.
-- Best articles of clothing: Long skirts, jeans, shirts that show cleavage, soft shiny slinky velvet and satin, in black or deep jewel colours.
-- Best first date location: Somewhere that we can have fun. A con, a movie, Denny's... fun.
-- Best first kiss location: Wherever we happen to be, a moment will surround us, and the location will not particularly matter.
-- Number of drugs taken illegally: 2. I wasn't old enough for the one, and too young for the other to matter now.
-- Number of CDs that I own: Oi gods. Not sure. Over 100.
-- Number of piercings: 3. Left ear, left ear, right ear.
-- Number of tattoos: 0.
-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: Wo bu ji dao? Seriously, haven't the foggiest.
-- Number of things in my past that I regret:Not kissing the Lady E. Not having been kissed by Shawn. Resisting the mutual temptation in that one moment. Mouthing off a number of times.