rushthatspeaks | Latest Survey...

*Why* can I never remember how to do cut text? Anyway, the latest here-are-things-about-my-life-some-of-you-may-not-know game.

LAYER ONE:
-- Name: Rush-That-Speaks
-- Birthdate: August 29
-- Birthplace: Bellefontaine, OH
-- Current Location: Cambridge. Specifically, Weirdquark's bed, as this is her laptop.
-- Hair Color: Brown. Should be blue. I may do that later this summer as I don't think my boss will care.
-- Eye Color: Brown.
-- Height: 5'4". I think. Anyway, I'm exactly one inch taller than S.R.
-- Righty or Lefty: Both. The right for writing, the left for everything else.
-- Zodiac Sign: Western - Virgo, Chinese- Cock. My zodiac sign is a dirty joke. Grrr.
LAYER TWO:
--Your Heritage: I'm aware of English, French-Canadian, and Scottish. My great-aunt on my mother's side once mentioned Cherokee which would explain these cheekbones-- I asked her about family history when I was twelve or so but should have written more of what she said down. Must ask again.
-- The shoes you wore today: Haven't put any on yet.
-- Your weakness: Chocolate, getting out of doing dishes, forgetting to eat for entire days.
-- Your fears: Insects, dirt, heights. Mild agoraphobia. That should not be taken to mean 'fear of agoras', though the classics department is trying.
-- Your perfect pizza: Pepperoni, extra cheese, not enough sauce to soak the crust, slightly underdone crust with no burnt spots. Black olives are good too.
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: Must finish novel, dammit!
LAYER THREE:
-- Your most overused phrase on AIM: I don't use AIM.
-- Your thoughts first waking up: Where did I leave my glasses *this* morning? As opposed to yesterday?
-- Your bedtime: Whenever I feel like.
-- Your most missed memory: I wouldn't go back. I've had a couple of amazing years I loved, but nasty stuff happened then too. I don't miss being where I used to be; I miss aspects of those times, and one can't pick and choose only the best parts of one's memories or one isn't being honest.
LAYER FOUR:
-- Pepsi or Coke: Mountain Dew, of all flavors.
-- McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald's for breakfast, Burger King at all other times.
-- Single or group dates: Never been on a group date so I wouldn't know, but I suspect single.
-- Adidas or Nike: No.
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Royal Milk Tea, from Japan. That stuff is amazing.
-- Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate. As much as possible.
-- Cappuccino or coffee: I dislike all substances similar to coffee.
LAYER FIVE:
-- Smoke: I quit five years ago.
-- Cuss: If stressed.
-- Sing: Constantly.
-- Take a shower everyday: Yes.
-- Have a crush: Yes.
-- Do you think you've been in love: Madly, deeply, and committedly.
-- Want to go to college: I love college. Looking forward to grad school.
-- Like(d) high school: It was a hell I would wish on no one, but I got a great education.
-- Want to get married: Frankly, except for the saying the words in front of people part, I *am* married.
-- Believe in yourself: About half the time.
-- Get motion sickness: Distressingly, I seem to have started doing that recently. Annoying.
-- Think you're attractive: I have good days and bad days.
-- Think you're a health freak: No, though I do try to eat well and exercise.
-- Get along with your parent(s): Well, better than I used to. I'm fond of them, but we aren't people who should live together.
-- Like thunderstorms: Yes.
-- Play an instrument: Flute. I'm mediocre.
LAYER SIX:
In the past month...
-- Drank alcohol: In Japan. Sake is good.
-- Smoked: For the first time in five years, as I am told the muscle relaxant contained in nicotine can control cramps. It did,or I'd probably have had to go to the hospital again, dammit. I hope not to have to do it again, though.
-- Done a drug: I take my prescriptions and drink a lot of caffeine. I do nothing else.
-- Had sex: Yes. *waves to Ruth, grinning*
-- Gone on a date: Anywhere Ruth and I go seems to turn into a date if there aren't people with us, so yes.
-- Gone to the mall: In Japan. Malls are rather different there.
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: No.
-- Eaten sushi: I nearly subsisted on it in Japan. Lots.
-- Been on stage: No.
-- Been dumped: No. I've never been in my life and don't expect to be.
-- Gone skating: No.
-- Made homemade cookies: No. I should fix that.
-- Gone skinnydipping: No.
-- Dyed your hair: Not yet this summer.
-- Stolen anything: Hell no.
LAYER SEVEN:
Ever...
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: Yes, but I had mono, so I fell asleep in a corner before it started.
-- If so, was it mixed company: Frankly, I'm not sure. It was an LGBT conference in San Francisco my freshman year, and I remain uncertain of who counted as what gender.
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: No. I have an unbelievable tolerance for alcohol. I don't get drunk. The only thing that happens is that my brain becomes directly wired to my mouth. Other than that, no difference from usual.
-- Been caught "doing something": I don't understand the question. Probably not.
-- Been called a tease: Repeatedly. I don't understand why.
-- Gotten beaten up: Yes, but fortunately not since high school, and not badly then. If you're a high school student in the Midwest and openly lesbian, you need to have a viable escape plan at all times-- I was fine at my own school, which was perfectly civilized about being nasty, but my friends' acquaintances were an occasional problem. Mostly that type just goes in for verbal abuse, though, which is ignorable. I knew a couple people who landed in the hospital, however.
-- Shoplifted: Once. Never again. I felt guilty about it for months.
-- Changed who you were to fit in: Yes. It didn't work, and I got over it eventually. I figured out that I couldn't fit in even if I tried; eventually I figured out that it was pointless to actually care.
LAYER EIGHT:
-- Age you hope to be married: As I said, I practically am, but the public celebration will be in two years, after our first year of grad school.
-- Numbers and names of children: Well, there'll be my body-children and there'll be Ruth's, and I think we each want two pregnancies, so four or more, as long as we're living with the Commune so that the kids don't outnumber us. I promised I'd name my first girl Idamae after my grandmother, but I think it'll be a middle name. I think Araminta for the first name, and call her Mint. For a second girl, probably Rose. Donatien for a boy, but I really hope not to have one; I wouldn't know how to raise one, and if he had sisters I probably wouldn't be able to help favoring them, which is unfair. Of course, with my luck this means I can expect a son, so I'm trying to get over it.
-- Describe your dream wedding: We're still working out the details on that one.
-- How do you want to die: When my work is done.
-- Where you want to go to college: Bryn Mawr is the best place I could ever have gone. Ever.
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: Why do people always assume that one is 'going to be' something? I've always been a writer. That will not change with age. I hope to make a living at it. And as to growing up, hell no!
-- What country would you most like to visit: Greece, the British Isles, France, Japan again.
LAYER NINE:
In a guy/girl..
-- Best eye color? Her eyes are hazel-golden.
-- Best hair color? Brown.
-- Short or long hair: Long.
-- Height: Every woman I've ever dated has been taller than I am. Every man I have ever been involved with (dated is not the right term here) has been my height or shorter. I'm not sure what, if anything, this says about me, as I am unaware of selecting in any way for height.
-- Best weight: I like women who enjoy food and don't have the culturally antagonistic relationship to it. Curves in the right places. Yeah.
-- Best articles of clothing: The answer to this question is classified.
-- Best first date location: Watching anime was a good one. We should actually see that anime sometime.
-- Best first kiss location: Somewhere people don't stick their heads in and tell you to get a room.
LAYER TEN:
-- # of drugs taken illegally: Uh, number of occasions I've taken drugs... I lost count. Number of kinds of drugs I've taken illegally... six, if you count alcohol and tobacco, which were illegal at my age. I wasn't particularly fond of any of them; three of them were once-only wanting-to-experiment things which turned out to really suck. The fourth, well, I prefer tobacco to pot but neither does enough for me to be worth bothering with. I honestly do not understand why marijuana is illegal. Alcohol is far worse.
-- # of people I could trust with my life: Five. Plus myself.
-- # of CDs that I own: Maybe fifteen? I tend to make mix tapes and listen to other people's stuff.
-- # of piercings: Nose ring, one hole in each ear. More will be added.
-- # of tattoos: One. And more will be added. I've got a crescent moon design on my chest; the shoulders come next. Eredien is kindly helping me work on the design for the first of those. I'll probably end up with five, all told, but they'll cover significant area-- two shoulderpieces which will be half-sleeve size, one backpiece which will be about half my back, and one on my hip.
-- # of scars on my body: A small one on my hand from burning myself making cookies when I was six, a large one on my knee from kneeling on an Exacto knife by mistake. About six others that are nobody's business.
-- # of things in my past that I regret: None. Regretting means that you would change the past if you could. If my past were not what it was, I would not be who I am, and who I am is sufficient to me a good deal of the time and is, I gather, always sufficient to a couple of other people. No regrets, then, and I deal with the pain of the past as I can.