Ghosts. I find them fascinating and love all my ghosts. Angels scare me.
Hard Drives: SSD or Mechanical? (Or for the non technically minded: Which is more physically attractive: Semicolon or comma?)
My alarm. Odd thing to want to hear, maybe, but I keep sleeping through the damned thing.
A conversation I was having with my brother, Paul, brought this up:
Me: Beauty is only skin deep, or so they say.
Paul: Not that you'd know, you're a skeleton.
I like my horror movies really subtle, and not that graphic, that way they gnaw away at you, so it's the long-lasting terror that makes them scary for me. They create doubts and pitfalls in your mind and before you know it, you're sitting there scared out of your gourd and having existential ponderings.
What's the last song you listened to... Really listened to, not just heard?
Whatever has me bouncing off the walls, I'm not that much of a coffee connoisseur.
Medicine: Do you prefer natural remedies or drugs?
I think it's a fail on Thodin's part, but a win on yours. Or could be a fail all around because Kindles are basically handheld computers (depending on the model, of course).
Really deep question, this. One you'll have to think long and hard about: Do you like pancakes?
Unbelievability tends to be up to the person who believes or unbelieves, so this is always going to be personal and I'm rambling, I know this. But what I fin unbelievable, is that I can fix computers. Yeah, I believe it and know I can, but I can't believe it, even though I believe it. You know what else? That someone thousands of miles could love me so much and that I could love them back just as much. I truly believe it. Oxymoron much?
So, is believing something that's unbelievable an oxymoron, or is it a paradox, or is it maybe something else? (I'm off to write a musing!)
Cello because, as Jack Black said in School of Rock, "turn it on it's side and cello! You've got a bass!"
Baritone or Tenor?
Ach, man, you're twisting my head here! I'll go for lute though. Lutes are cool and much easier to start up. I ain't got the puff for bagpipes, though they are great when played properly. I used to go to this family day in a park near where I live and they had a marching band of pipers. When they loomed close to you, the piping was overwhelming and awesome (in the true sense of the word), but I've always wanted to try a lute. They're more delicate and have the added advantage (or perhaps disadvantage, in my case) of the player also being able to be accompanied by singing. And besides, who doesn't love a strolling minstrel?
Continuing the musical theme, guitar or bass?
Manowar
Children of Bodom
Black Sabbath
MD. 45 (A side-project of Dave Mustaine's)
Misfits
Traditionally I've glared. Laughing is too risky and might give you a broken jaw if you're concentrating too much on the laughing and not the danger.
Danger or safety?
I think things would be a bit messed up. Idealism is nice, but people, unfortunately, cannot survive on idealism alone. The other sad thing is that power does corrupt. No matter how hard one tries to not let it corrupt, it will, so basically the world would be in a sorry state.
When you apologise to someone, is it because they need to know you're sorry, or because you need forgiveness?
My head is blank, but it isn't blissfully blank. It's fuzzy because of my sinuses, so that renders me unable to think properly, so I've decided just to stop thinking and blank my mind. My head hurts and all I wanna do is snuggle with my Kitten. She's in my head. Always. I wonder why people think I'm a stoner, just because my thinking is a little... Odd? Bye.
Get angry, tell them to shut it (if I feel it is unjust) and then just ignore them.
What is the most dangerous word you know?
Because we, as humans, like to talk about absolutes. Good and evil are the biggest ones, so it's gonna be the most discussed topic. Grey areas aren't talked about much because they're neither here no there.
What colour should I paint my nails? (A classic question, but always worth a go)
Hot chocolate. It's the instant kind and I was too lazy to make it with milk, so just made with water. There are two teaspoons of two different brands (Cadbury's Wispa and Mint Options, respectively) and I find the mix of both brands to be just perfect, even if I shouldn't be having it (I stole a little off my brother.)
Ah widnae be sae sure ae that. Am gonnae be the winnur. If ye dinnae unnerston this yer no' Gleswegian, a'right. Wi' that, am jist gonnae ston here shoutin' "BAWBAG!" It aw the passersby. (If you're curious and can't understand this, don't hesitate to ask for a translation. Scottish and it's many dialects are some of the few Google can't comprehend.)
Shoulda known, you being The Rebel, that you'd stand immune to my beauty and charm. Not for long, though, I'll find a way to make you fall to my handsome demeanour.
I'm here, but kinda tired, so probably easy to sneak past, unless you're paralysed by my cuteness and just wanna stare, I'm okay with that.
