March 17th, 2005

Yoinked from Abilicious

1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
2. How long have you known me?
3. When and how did we first meet?
4. What was your first impression?
5. Do you still think that way about me now?
6. What do you think my weakness is?
7. Do you think I'll get married?
8. What makes me happy?
9. What makes me sad?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Do you think I could kill someone?
15. Describe me in one word.
16. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger, weaker, or staying the same?
17. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
18. Are you going to put this on your live journal and see what I say about you?
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This Is More Like It

With the paper-writing behind me, I've decided to take a day of my spring break to be completely irresponsible. So far I woke up at ten, had breakfast while reading a cheesy thriller, spent an hour writing for fun (something I haven't had a chance to do since, oh, January!), went back to bed for a little nap with my kitty, and am now leisurely pondering lunch and a trip to the bookstore. The only productive thing I've done is made a quick phone call about chaiya and hakamadare's wedding, and that took no more than five minutes. What a lovely day so far - it's really what I needed. I think I'm even going to skip going to the gym. Oh, look at me, I'm so bad!

Last night, I have to say, was even better than today's laziness, though. After coming home totally freaked out from a job interview (long story!) and having spent the last four days writing pretty much straight, my boy decided I needed a little TLC in the form of Julius Caesar. At first I was a little skeptical that Shakespeare would be relaxing and spring-break-y, but I was totally wrong! Okay, partly wrong - it wasn't really relaxing, but it was fantastic nevertheless. The acting was phenomenal (with the exception of Eamonn Walker, who played Marc Anthony as though he had a fistful of marbles in his mouth) and the adaptation and direction was even better. I had forgotten how much I love Shakespeare's language; for some reason, I tend to see the same few plays over and over (if I have to see Romeo and Juliet one more time I will scream) and so I forget that joy of his unexpected wit. I think I have a new project - though it's probably going to be on hold until the summer - which is to read (or re-read, for the ones I've read already) all of Shakespeare, because last night I was so delighted by him.

Then my boy took me home and we played City of Heroes. And that's why I love him - because he knows, and loves, both sides of who I am.
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