Let There Be... QUIZZES!

I know, I know -- it's only the sixth day of the 2009 National Blog Posting Month and I am already resorting to an online survey to bridge the gap. I promise it's one of the more thought-provoking sentence starter types, so it should yield some better quality answers from me.

Shall we?

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I am obsessed with language these days. I find my paper journal is overflowing with dense ruminations on world languages and my love affair with the bastardized tongue that is English. *NERD MUCH?!* Yes, that is what I write to myself when no one else is looking, apparently. Maybe I ought to start sharing those.

I want to break free from this Canadian soil and walk the world over with a notebook in tow. I also want to win the lottery to make all of that possible.

I wish I could figure out what I'm passionate for. At the moment, I seem to just have warm affections for various general interests (e.g. travel, writing, food, sci fi, music, film, etc.) I don't know that I could label any of them as a "passion" or something I'm driven to do or something I obsess over. I think I'm too chill for passion.

I hate the state of office life. Serious, I can't handle the cubicle lifestyle. Did I mention I've only been a full-time member of the working world for one year? Yeah. The politics are too petty and the walls are too damn beige, I tell you.

I fear having my life cut short before I can accomplish something I can be proud of. And I also dislike pitch darkness and watching frightening movies after 5 pm.

I hear Noisettes! I still have 'em on constant repeat at the moment. iTunes tells me I have listened to "Cheap Kicks" 64 times since I got the CD last month. And that doesn't include the times I've blared it in the car, either.

I wonder who would win in a death match: A werewolf or a gorilla with two lightsabers? We never resolved this issue while I was completing my undergrad degree, but the question persists.

I am not one to make the first move with the ladies. I am entirely receptive to passes from the fairer sex, but I sometimes need a stronger hint... like a big, neon sign... or a strobe light, maybe. I'm a shy one, but a polite and approachable one.

I dance when I have had a great deal of beer and/or hard liquor. Or when I'm cleaning. I don't know why that is. Perhaps the two are related.

I cry rarely and in private. I can safely assert I have inherited the whole British notion of the "stiff upper lip" when it comes to emotion. I'm also not one to cry at films. Though, if you ever watch the movie Love Liza, you will understand why it is the ONLY movie I have ever ugly-cried to.

I am not a fool -- I already answered this question!

I make with my hands a... smoother phrasing for a question? That's a tough prompt to go with. Hmm, what do I make? Well, I could use some loose, philosophical-sounding jargon and say, "I'm a writer -- I make WORLDS with my hands." Huh, that came across sounding more dictatorial than I imagined. Serious, my hands are rather delicate and are not quite useful when it comes to crafting items.

I write like a mofo. Or, like a Moffatt -- whichever you choose. I've cultivated journals and blogs for half my life, but I know I need to delve back into the creative world. I've been on hiatus for far too long and I need to get these ideas out on paper. Though, one area I don't seem to slack with are joke scripts, as in scripts based on inside jokes. Those are the greatest and I highly recommend them.

I confuse lyrics with alarming frequency. Even the songs I have been listening to for years are not safe from my tendency to impress my own ideas onto songs. Sometimes, I opt to keep the misheard lyrics in place because I think they sound cooler.

I need some coffee NEVER. I get heart palpitations if I ingest too much caffeine. And, again... *NERD*

I start pulling on my earlobes when I am placed in stressful situations or uncomfortable scenarios. I find it relaxing even if it looks a tad out of place.

I finish the sentences of other people with alarming accuracy. I also tend to finish meals first, finish drinks last, and leave writing projects unfini-- *Wanders*

I try new experiences with as much energy as I can muster and I will try to pursue knowledge for the rest of my time here. I am one of those eternal students and I harass the world with questions like our pal Socrates did.

~ Fin ~