Ethel the Aardark Goes Quantity Surveying
Mood:  lazy
Topic: Various webshit
It's just a survey, relax.

What is your secret, guaranteed weeping movie?
Actually, I don't have one. If a movie makes me cry once that's usually it.

If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?
Don't think I'd want plastic surgery. I am perfection, after all.

Do you have a completely irrational fear?
Wasps and most arthropod type critters, and humanity.

What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moments?
If I knew what it was I would stop doing it.

Are you a pyromaniac?
Not that into Def Leppard.

Do you have too many love interests?
Probably.

Do you know anyone famous?
Only in a marginal sense.

Who would play you in a movie?
Oh please, like I would ever appear as a character in a movie.

Do you know how to play poker?
Basically.

What do you carry with you at all times?
My carcass.

What do you miss most about being a kid?
Not a whole lot. Being a kid actually kinda sucked, and I was always in a hurry to get grown up already. Somehow it seems I haven't managed that yet.

Are you happy with your given name?
I guess. Never really thought about it.

How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year?
More than you got honey!

What color is your bedroom?
Mostly white.

What was the last song you were listening to?
Right now the end theme to FLCL is on.

Have you ever been in love?
Still am

Do you talk a lot?
When the mood takes me. Sometimes you just can't shut me up.

Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?
Occasionally and no.

Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?
Not really, but a lot of other people do so I guess that counts for something.

What is your ideal marriage location?
In a swimming pool filled with ramen noodles.

Which musical instrument do you wish you could play?
All of them.

Favorite fabric?
Denim. Denim is sexy.

Something you love and hate?
My random sleep schedule.

What's the one language you want to learn?
All of them.

How do you eat an apple?
Raw generally.

What do you order at a bar?
Rum and cokes or beer if they've got a good one on tap.

Have you ever pierced your body parts?
No, somebody else did it.

Do you have any tattoos?
Not yet.

Do you drive a stick?
Is this supposed to be some kind of witchy wisecrack?

What's one trait you hate in a person?
Zeal.

Do you consider yourself materialistic?
Sort of. I'm not all that attached to material things but I have extremely particular tastes. If I get something that I actually want I want to keep it because it's mine.

What do you cook the best?
Food.

Favorite writing instrument?
Keys. My handwriting is atrocious.

Do you prefer to stand out or blend in?
Absolutely.

Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?
I really don't think I'd be fooling anybody.

What's one car you will never buy?
The Batmobile.

What kind of books do you like to read?
Fiction.

If you won the lottery, what would you do?
Buy a big chunk of land, put a house in the middle of it, screen it off, get a fast internet connection, and never see another human being that I don't like again.

Burial or cremation?
I want to be cremated and made into bottle rockets.

How many online journals do you read regularly?
Several. Look over at the sidebar.

What's one thing you're a loser at?
Finishing what I start.

If you don't like a person, how do you show it?
Saying mean things about them.

Do you cry in front of your friends?
If the mood takes me.

What kind of first impression do you think you give people?
It used to be evil and scary, but nowadays it seems I put people off as being aloof. Which I am, btw.

What's one thing you like to do alone?
You mean I can only pick 1?

Are you a giver or a taker?
Yes.

When's the last time you cried?
Earlier today, but we're not going to get into that.

Favorite communication method?
Vague but meaningful facial expressions.

How many drinks before you're tipsy?
Belly up to the bar and let's find out.

Do you think you're cute?
Absolutely. I'm so cute I can't fucking stand myself.

Do you have problems changing clothes in front of friends?
That's what boxer shorts are for.

Favorite type of music?
Still pretty mad about the whole techno sound.

What is the sexiest thing the opposite sex can wear that catches your eye?
A man with a moustache.

Are you a workaholic?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! What?

What are your kids names?
Right. This fool has no plans to breed, ever.

Do you watch a lot of television?
Too much.

Do you like to shop?
When the mood takes me.

What is your hidden talent?
I don't think I have one. If I do, it's hidden so well I can't find it.

Would you die to save the life of someone you deeply love?
Probably not. I'm not good at that sort of thing.

Are your friends married or single?
Yes.

Do you own a Bible?
There is one in the house (a few, in fact), but I would not say that I own it.

What version is it?
Let's not get into that.

Do you play chess?
No, because that game is boring.

Do you like the rain?
Indeed.

Do you like thunderstorms?
Sometimes. They can disrupt my routine sometimes.

What's your favorite website
Don't really have a favorite.

What was your weight when you were born?
No idea, and I'm too lazy to look.

What time were you born?
5 minutes before a slightly more favorable astrological situation.

Feeling the Serenity
Mood:  a-ok
Topic: Brain candy
The bro-in-law Randy loaned us another big stack of DVDs a while back, and the hubby and I just finished watching the entirety of Firefly. Very cool series, and I'm a bit sad to see it go. Now we have to get our paws on the Serenity movie to see how this whole thing turns out.

I fully plan on stealing thematic elements from Firefly for an upcoming mutation of Trinity (the RPG formerly known as Aeon, which is by far a cooler name). I figure if I blend enough different sources I can pretend I made the whole thing up all by myself. That's not plagiarism, it's... umm... thematic bartending. Yeah, that's it.

Spontaneous insanity
Mood:  silly
Topic: It's all about me
It's not my fault. All of the blame can be placed squarely on the shoulders of B. Dalton Booksellers.

So the other day, in a weird fit of sleep deprivation (and having a nice stack of xmas cash), I decided to motor on over to Clovis and have a nice little day to myself. The original plan was to hit the Hastings, maybe have some sort of iced coffee deal, and then browse a bit and buy maybe $50 worth of whatever happened to appeal to me.

Yes, I was stupid enough to bring all my cash.

More adventures in shopping...

Shower visitation
Mood:  lazy
Topic: Nothing in particular
I peeped out the shaving mirror (which I obviously don't use) in the shower today while taking a quick soak in the hot water, and I noticed that there was a rather mutated looking yin-and-yang sign on it. It wasn't much bigger than a thumbprint, and it wasn't clearly defined, but I could see the 2 halves and the dots within them.

I looked all over the mirror for other nifty signs, but the only thing I could find was a typo'd spelling of my name. Silly presences, my name is not that hard to spell.

Not that this means I'm going to be all Buddhist now and start charging people in orange robes cash to come and ooh-ahh at my bathroom. I just thought it was neat.

The holiday thing
Mood:  a-ok
Topic: Life in Texas
It started out as holiday hell.

See, originally I was perfectly happy to host turkey day here at home with the assumption that we would be able to haul our happy asses down to Lamesa and do the xmas thing down there. I wanted to take it easy, keep the decoration thing to a minimum, and actually get out of the house for a while. I like it down there - the hubby's ma has a really neat place.

It didn't work out that way. First, I'll repeat a bit that I've already told a handful of people so you can see where I was here. See, normally around a week or so after T-giving some little switch gets flipped internally and I'm all about getting the house cuteyfied for xmas. Tree, garlands, ornaments - the whole deal. It didn't happen this year. I didn't want to wrestle a half-dozen boxes out of the shop, fight with the damn tree to get it upright and not looking like a pile of plastic and wires, and just generally stress about the house looking good.

But we had to host here anyway. I didn't get any say in the matter. It also didn't help that my random urges were insisting on me doing decoupage instead of housework. So big surprise I had to have a few screaming bitch fits at the hubby to let off some steam - maybe one day he'll figure out that being my only human contact out here means he has to deal with my occasional psychotic break from reality.

Where was I? Oh yeah, holiday hell...

I had dinner planned about a week in advance, and was smart enough to get the chile verde recipe from my mom before we went shopping. And said shopping happened on Friday, so very last minute. I also had to get presents situated for shipping out (I believe they arrived by now, but not by xmas) and all that kind of jazz. Didn't do the cookie thing this year because I just didn't have the energy for it. Plus, to make sure xmas was as difficult as possible, I was totally unable to sleep Friday night - probably because I didn't have everything done to my satisfaction - so I slept through our guests arriving on Saturday.

And yet, despite all that, xmas was fine. Perfectly grand. I got my wish in that we kept it simple - we hit the chinese joint in town for xmas eve dinner, just a couple gifts to distribute on the actual day, and we played chicken foot until everyone was ready to go. Nobody even noticed that the house looked like hell, and everyone seemed perfectly fine with the presents coming out of a decorated wash tub instead of from under a fake tree.

So now I have another mess to clean up, but no real urgency to do get that done. I have only 1 box of decorations to put away. I have a nice pile of cash to buy my own presents with (because I'm a picky little bastard and hard to shop for). And I have a lot of blessings in my life to be happy about.

Plans for new years? Not a one. Chances are the hubby and I will watch some ball drop on tv, maybe get a little drinky buzz going, and I'll stay up all night being cold and doing basically what I'm doing right now.

Happy Holidays y'all.

But first, the quiz mania!
Mood:  caffeinated
Topic: Various webshit
I have a few things to post here, but I haven't yet gotten them quite organized in my head. So I'm cheating and throwing down some quizzes. But this time, to be quirky and fun (riiiiight) I'll actually add something in the way of commentary.

So here goes - quiz mania!

What knife?
Mood:  caffeinated
Topic: Various webshit

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Black Comedy

In your life, things are so twisted that you just have to laugh. You may end up insane, but you'll have fun on the way to the asylum. Your best movie matches: Being John Malkovich, The Royal Tenenbaums, American Psycho

Luvs the Hubby
Mood:  crushed out
Topic: Life in Texas
So we get this so lovely solid freeze here for 2 days straight. I peeped out the back door around noon on the 1st day and the cat trough was still a solid block.

Normally this would be total dread - me bundling up, finding gloves (hopefully), and hauling my ass out to break ice on the cattle tank. Except me and the Hubby had already rolled a sheep tank under the no freeze spigot we had put in some time back. Now I just gotta trek a ways out and turn on the tap. Aw yeah, much better.

Now the only heavy labor is scooping cotton seed for the critters. Well, that and the treadmill.

Lag
Mood:  celebratory
Topic: Nothing in particular
A month already? Eeesh.

The holidays have taken over my life for 2 holidays. And of course I am procrastinating my ass off on the impending xmasage.

Can't imagine why...

DOOM-A-LAY got her like Inuyasha got Kagome
Mood:  chillin'
Topic: Brain candy
So get this, the bro-in-law hit a windfall at the tables and send the hubby some cashage for his tax bill. Along with all that he slips in an extra c-note for yours truly with instructions to take the hubby out on a dinner date and to blow the remains at the store of my choosing.

So today was date day, and let me tell you it was all good. Double good, indeed, because my purchase of choice was the Danger Doom album that [as] has been pimping the fuck out of for weeks now. The Mouse and the Mask is fucking awesome. Listened to it all the way home and laughed more than once. The beats are tight, the bass is bumpin' - all I can say to get across how excellent this chunk of music is, is this:

YEEEEEEEAAAAAH!

It rocks, yo!