Boosted, without apology but with plenty of gratitude, from Cajunvegan.
My favorite age: this one
My best friend(s): Mr. Chili, O’Mama, Bowyer (and Tonks is ranking right up there, too).
My celebrity crush: They change with my mood. Right now, I’m still pretty fond of Lawrence Fishburn (I’m still not over Othello from last semester, and I’m SO looking forward to his appearance on CSI) and for reasons I’m not going to go into here, Ron Perlman. I know, I know; sue me. Of course, there’s always Will Smith and Mike Lowell (and I’m too busy today to post links, so go search (maybe Kizz will do a hot people post for me?) *Edited to say THANKS, KIZZ!
My defining characteristic: My superior intellect and sarcastic attitude (this was CV’s answer, but it applies beautifully to me, too – and my friends would tell you so.
My most evil moment: Ummmmmm…
My favorite food: That changes with my mood, too. Right now, I’m still pretty fond of Nutella on Chips Ahoy. Hey! Could that be my most evil moment?
My grossest injury: Luckily, I don’t have one of these. Getting the cyst out of my forehead was gross, but it was only gross to me.
My biggest hatred: Willful ignorance and cruelty
My most illegal activity: Stealing office supplies for home use (also CV’s answer, and it also applies to me….shhhhhh!)
My need for justice: Equal rights for EVERYONE. Helloooo?!
My most knowledgeable field: Literary analysis
My life’s goal: To live up to Bo’s assessment that I am an “engine of joy.”
My mother’s influence: How to NOT be.
My nerdiest point: Getting geekily excited about books and/or literary conversations with O’Mama
My oldest memory: I remember bringing Auntie to school with me. I got her out of her crib, changed her (badly), dressed her (badly) stuffed her in a snowsuit and walked her to kindergarten with me. When we got there, I put her on the floor next to my desk, gave her a piece of paper and a hunk of blue crayon, and hoped to God I wouldn’t get in trouble (the maternal had a migraine and didn’t arrange for our care, and I couldn’t leave Auntie alone. I was five; she was a little over a year old).
My perfect date: Dinner, movie, bookstore and sex (but not IN the bookstore…)
My unanswered question: What the HELL are people THINKING!?
My random fact: I’ve never broken a bone (knock, knock!).
My stupidest decision: Not making the break from the biologicals before I did. I should have made it clean when I had the chance and spared myself (and Mr. Chili) years of heartache.
My favorite television show: Grey’s Anatomy and Private Practice (I know, I know), Sons of Anarchy, CSI, House, and Pushing Daisies.
My style of underwear: Really?! I don’t think I’m going to say. A girl’s gotta have SOME secrets!
My favorite vegetable: green beans, lightly steamed.
My weakest trait: procrastination, a tendency to worry too much about things I have ZERO control over, and an intense desire to try to make EVERYONE happy as often as possible.
My X-men power: Empathy. Sometimes, I swear I can read minds.
My strongest yearning: That my family continues to be healthy, and to not have to worry about our financial situation in the coming few years.
My moment of Zen: Those few moments between when I put the book down and turn off the light and when I fall asleep. The still quiet, the sound of Mr. Chili’s breath next to me and the purring of whatever cat is at the end of the bed, and the knowledge that I am exactly where I had always hoped I’d be.
Happy Monday, Everyone!
I’ll work on that post but it better catapult me into the best friends answer in the next meme.
Also, why NOT in the bookstore?
I want to hear about Ron Perlman, and am curious if your affections extend to Tom Waits, who looks a hell of a lot like him. Offline if you must. Spill it, sister.
Sorry, Kizz. You know of my deep, longstanding, and abiding affection for you. I was thinking (uncharacteristically, I might add) of the people I get to see in my everyday life. I actually count you as one of my best friends regardless – you have always -ALWAYS- been there for me, and I never, ever take that for granted.
Bo, I’ve ALWAYS had a thing for Ron Perlman, but it has little to do with his looks (though I do have to admit that he’s strangely attractive in Sons of Anarchy – I must be getting old; the silver hair and square jaw thing are really workin’ for me lately).
No, it’s the voice, I think, and the capacity that this ENORMOUS man has for gentleness and compassion. I fell in love with him as (God, I can’t believe I’m admitting this) Vincent in Beauty and the Beast. I used to have a cassette tape of the show’s score, and on it was a piece of Vincent reading both sonnet 29 (When, in disgrace with fortune and man’s eyes) and Rilke’s “You, Darkness” (which happens to be my favorite poem ever). I wanted to be loved that much by someone who was big enough to protect me from everything that hurt. This impression is only furthered with Perlman’s character in Sons. He’s a tough, no-nonsense son of a bitch who, despite a lot of things that would be deal-breakers for me, is genuinely in love with his wife and puts his family (what that means to him, anyway) first.
And really? I’m a sucker for broad shoulders….
Welcome to your much deserved lovely life. Thank you for saying that you know you have it and enjoy it. Pleasure and joy and safety compound with every mention. May it always be so for you and for all of us.
The saddest thing would be having a good life and not knowing it.
Hearts you!
I am DYING to see Hellboy I and II because of Ron Perlman and I only launch into this straight off the bat because I am tired and otherwise, I might forget. Mind wanders…
Um? Oh yes, if I fill this out and let’s face it, I WILL steal it and use it, but perhaps in a month or two, or for Nablopomo in November, I am pretty sure I will have some similar answers.
I am so happy for you that you have created the life you have always dreamed of: you are happy and yeah, ok, still striving, but happy, you know? And YOU created that. I love that we’re a part of one another’s lives and that among other things, we geek out so spectacularly!
For me it’s the strong man with firm ideals thing. Also that he’s funny. And he expresses all that in the deep, chest vibrating voice. It’s delicious. Perhaps he could just talk to me while Charlie Hunnam…oh dear, sorry I’ll keep that to myself.
Oooh, I loved Beauty and the Beast! Even though I was relatively young at the time, I was strongly drawn toward that love and vulnerability. Both Ron Perlman and Linda Hamilton expressed themselves so subtly that it had a more profound effect than something more blatant would have.
And I admire your memory of bringing Auntie to school. I’d like to think I would have done the same for my sister if I had been in that situation.
Your memes are always so interesting. Your oldest memory floored me. I knew things were bad back then, but if something like that happened today, children would be removed from parental custody pending and investigation.