Tonight's Fuckbrain observation

My OCD compels me to, whenever I see toilet paper with the last sheet having been torn improperly--i.e. not along the dotted line--tear off the fragment to make it right, even if it means being freaked out for a second because I'm messing with toilet paper that somebody has touched in a public restroom.

Then I use my Germ-X and wonder what the shit is wrong with me. Then I remember what the shit is wrong with me, then I forget what I was thinking about and do something stupid, like make and eat a sandwich made of tuna, baked beans, mustard, and hot sauce.

ALSO: The answers to my Things I Can't Draw: Movie Edition, from top left to right, middle left to right, bottom left to right are:

BEING THERE

The LONE WOLF AND CUB series (aka BABY CART AT THE RIVER STYX)
I'VE HEARD THE MERMAIDS SINGING
THE PRINCESS BRIDE
L.A. STORY
SCANNERS
THE KILLER
ONE-ARMED SWORDSMAN
(also acceptable: NEW ONE-ARMED SWORDSMAN)

EDIT: I just read that they're not making Valentina hot sauce anymore. FUCK! That's the tastiest shit there is, especially the Very Hot one, cause it doesn't just burns, it burns deliciously. I don't believe it, since that's what was on every damned table in Oaxaca, a fact which made me feel good about my own personal hot sauce choices.

EDIT EDIT: Oh fuck I'm gonna die.
Sorry, [info]eyeslikesugar, it seems that I had a hard time narrowing three of your FIVE QUESTIONS down to a single answer. That having been said, I really liked them.

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1) What author has influenced you the most in your life and why?

Wow, that’s a fucking tough one, but I’m gonna have to go with three, sorry.

Ray Bradbury: Starting reading him in about 5th grade, tore through every book he’d written that wasn’t impossible to find. Showed me that you could write about crazy shit and keep it human at the same time. I think I started rereading The Martian Chronicles as soon as I finished it for the first time.

H.P. Lovecraft: Yeah, I’d read some Stephen King, but when I got to this crazy motherfucker, and realized that horror didn’t have to involve slicing up eyeballs, and that just describing a place could scare the poop out of me? Changed forever.

Daniel Pinkwater: Especially Lizard Music. Wow. I wanted that to be my life. I’m still trying.

2) What comic book/series/character/etc has influenced you the most in your life and why?

Dr. Strange was the first comic character where I thought “Wow. This is a great story, and he’s so fucking cool, and he looks so fucking cool, and this is some crazy fucking surreal-ass shit right here. He remain one of my faves, but influence?

Influence would be Grant Morrison's The Invisibles. Mind-shifting, thought-provoking, you-gotta-read-it-to-understand. Interesting that these two are ones that both deal with magic and completely non-traditional mindsets.

3) What pet that you have/had in your life did you bond with the most?

Wow, that’s tough, as I’ve had a LOT. I’d really have to say my cat Isis. Even though I’ve had other cats for longer, and she really is disturbed—she was taken from her mother at a week or two, and abused as a kitten—and can go psycho, she is so loving to Sara and I that it’s insane. She’s pretty, she sleeps between my feet every night, she always stretches out her paw to touch us when she sits near us. She even has a leather glove that she fetches.

4) Favourite snack food?

I don’t really have a favorite. Some things I love to snack on: wasabi peas, beans, tuna, kimchi, corn. Yeah, I’m weird.

5) If you could invite all of your LJ/internet/irl friends to a party, and they all could go.. where in the world would it be held at? What would happen? And would hilarity ensue?

We would hold it in the TARDIS. 

We would have a fucked-up range of musical genres--because that's how I like my music--and there’d be something for everyone, from dancing to games to computers to…everything. Hell, there'd be a legion of fuckrooms.

We would love life like tomorrow never comes.

Hilarity would be guaranteed, money back if you’re not satisfied.

What would happen would change the world.

Well now...

Jan. 4th, 2006 01:32 pm


I really want to write, but promised Sara I'd sand a fucking table that she's putting together for our friends Ann and Brian.

*sigh*

Wonder if I have time to do both...

b

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