Bored. Am Bored. Bored.
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apollaAm bored...
Act your age? Yes. If I'm correct and I'm still six years old and this is 1988.
Born on what day of the week?: Don't know. Had more important things on my mind at the time.
Chore you hate?: Most chores in general. Don't mind washing up really although I'm better at drying. No good at laundry AT ALL.
Dog's Name: Don't have a dog, but if I did I think I'd call it Robert Plant. Cos dogs rock and so does he. I'm still on a Led Zep kick at the moment.
Essential make-up item: I don't wear make-up unless someone else
Favorite Actor/Actress: I have a list somewhere. A quick glance at my bedroom wall suggests a certain leaning towards Errol Flynn... In acting terms rather than swashbuckling/charm/charisma terms, I think probably the Brando-Clift-Dean trilogy of Method actors, Clark Gable and James Stewart for the Old Style and... Al Pacino from New Hollywood. Actresses? Ava Gardner... Joan Crawford (not Bette though. Can't stand her)... Marilyn Monroe for comedy... Lauren Bacall... Have brain freeze, can't think of any more.
Gold or Silver?: If it comes in a little blue box, I don't care. Hell, just give me the box.
Hand you write with?: Right.
Instruments you play?: Guitar, keyboard, spoons. Mostly though, I play the fool.
Job title?: Student. Professional Jester.
Kids?: None. I'd be bad at all that motherly stuff. I'd give them crisps for breakfast, cake for lunch and pizza for dinner every night. They'd also have to listen to Led Zep from conception.
Living arrangements?: Well, I live in a house with my mummy and daddy and little brother (who is becoming such a cute little woobie). But I also have a room in the Res halls at Lancaster. Not for much longer though....
Make of vehicle?: Adidas trainers. *grin*
Number of people you've slept with?: As of right now? None.
Overnight hospital stays?: None that I know of. I was probably in hospital a while as a premature little baby but I wouldn't remember.
Phobias?: Bad music. I don't think there's anything that really scares me. I mean, I wouldn't go up to a rattlesnake and call its mother a whore, but I'm not scared of them.
Quote you like?: "If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed- it's just a spring clean for the May Queen." Led Zeppelin, Stairway to Heaven. Not my favourite necessarily but you know what it means? Absolutely fuck all, and I respect that.
Rock Groups?: The Beatles, The Doors, the Stones, Zep, Thin Lizzy, Queen, Gene Vincent and the Blue Caps, The Jimi Hendrix Experience. There are more.
Siblings?: One younger brother, Michael. The little git is becoming sweet, kind, generous and thoughtful. Did I teach him nothing?
Time you wake up?: For the last couple of days 1.30pm. But I keep getting woken up earlier than that because a big former SmithKlineBeecham tower thing is being demolished not far away. Is noisy.
Unique habit?: Just one? I suppose.... the mere smell of cheese makes me feel sick, eating it makes me either want to vom or actually do it. I can taste it in anything. Weirdly though, I can eat pizza if there's enough other stuff (pepperoni, importantly) to counteract it. I usually pick most of it off anyway.
Vegetable you refuse to eat?: I try not to eat anything natural... I like sprouts unlike most people... I don't like Swede much or parsnip. Or cooked carrots. Will eat them raw like Bugs Bunny but not cooked. I also seem to choke every time I eat cabbage, which is just plain weird.
Worst habit?: Just one? Ummm. Am v. noisy and don't notice.
X-Rays you've had?: I seem to have them done every time I go to the dentist, but never otherwise.
Yummy food you make?: When you say make, you mean throw in a microwave and push buttons? Actually I can make this fantastic garlic chicken with roast pepper puree. Very complicated and takes ages. Haven't done it in years.
Zodiac sign?: Aries.
Act your age? Yes. If I'm correct and I'm still six years old and this is 1988.
Born on what day of the week?: Don't know. Had more important things on my mind at the time.
Chore you hate?: Most chores in general. Don't mind washing up really although I'm better at drying. No good at laundry AT ALL.
Dog's Name: Don't have a dog, but if I did I think I'd call it Robert Plant. Cos dogs rock and so does he. I'm still on a Led Zep kick at the moment.
Essential make-up item: I don't wear make-up unless someone else
Favorite Actor/Actress: I have a list somewhere. A quick glance at my bedroom wall suggests a certain leaning towards Errol Flynn... In acting terms rather than swashbuckling/charm/charisma terms, I think probably the Brando-Clift-Dean trilogy of Method actors, Clark Gable and James Stewart for the Old Style and... Al Pacino from New Hollywood. Actresses? Ava Gardner... Joan Crawford (not Bette though. Can't stand her)... Marilyn Monroe for comedy... Lauren Bacall... Have brain freeze, can't think of any more.
Gold or Silver?: If it comes in a little blue box, I don't care. Hell, just give me the box.
Hand you write with?: Right.
Instruments you play?: Guitar, keyboard, spoons. Mostly though, I play the fool.
Job title?: Student. Professional Jester.
Kids?: None. I'd be bad at all that motherly stuff. I'd give them crisps for breakfast, cake for lunch and pizza for dinner every night. They'd also have to listen to Led Zep from conception.
Living arrangements?: Well, I live in a house with my mummy and daddy and little brother (who is becoming such a cute little woobie). But I also have a room in the Res halls at Lancaster. Not for much longer though....
Make of vehicle?: Adidas trainers. *grin*
Number of people you've slept with?: As of right now? None.
Overnight hospital stays?: None that I know of. I was probably in hospital a while as a premature little baby but I wouldn't remember.
Phobias?: Bad music. I don't think there's anything that really scares me. I mean, I wouldn't go up to a rattlesnake and call its mother a whore, but I'm not scared of them.
Quote you like?: "If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed- it's just a spring clean for the May Queen." Led Zeppelin, Stairway to Heaven. Not my favourite necessarily but you know what it means? Absolutely fuck all, and I respect that.
Rock Groups?: The Beatles, The Doors, the Stones, Zep, Thin Lizzy, Queen, Gene Vincent and the Blue Caps, The Jimi Hendrix Experience. There are more.
Siblings?: One younger brother, Michael. The little git is becoming sweet, kind, generous and thoughtful. Did I teach him nothing?
Time you wake up?: For the last couple of days 1.30pm. But I keep getting woken up earlier than that because a big former SmithKlineBeecham tower thing is being demolished not far away. Is noisy.
Unique habit?: Just one? I suppose.... the mere smell of cheese makes me feel sick, eating it makes me either want to vom or actually do it. I can taste it in anything. Weirdly though, I can eat pizza if there's enough other stuff (pepperoni, importantly) to counteract it. I usually pick most of it off anyway.
Vegetable you refuse to eat?: I try not to eat anything natural... I like sprouts unlike most people... I don't like Swede much or parsnip. Or cooked carrots. Will eat them raw like Bugs Bunny but not cooked. I also seem to choke every time I eat cabbage, which is just plain weird.
Worst habit?: Just one? Ummm. Am v. noisy and don't notice.
X-Rays you've had?: I seem to have them done every time I go to the dentist, but never otherwise.
Yummy food you make?: When you say make, you mean throw in a microwave and push buttons? Actually I can make this fantastic garlic chicken with roast pepper puree. Very complicated and takes ages. Haven't done it in years.
Zodiac sign?: Aries.