stole from jake

// series one - stats
Name: Marian [Imp isn't proper on birth certificates y'know]
Birthdate: July 10, 1981.
Current Location: In a house not too close to the sea but below sea level
Hair Color: Blonde of the strawberry variety. Hoping to bleach the ends and dye them wonky colors though.
Righty or Lefty: Righty
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Innie or Outtie: Innie


// series two - describe
The shoes you wore today: black sandals that have absolutely no traction.
Your hair: Long, thick, and wavy. Also usually snarled in places because it's unruly. But pretty.
Your eyes: Light grey/blue. Most people can't tell what color they are unless they stare.
Your weakness: I am an awful judge of changing character. :p
Your fears: *ticks them off her fingers* ...what? you wanted me to write them out? Um, I'm not too keen on fire though.
Your perfect pizza: White pizza from my Godmother's restaraunt... that is probably closed now. Bah. Gimme lotsa cheese. and I like sauce on non white pizza


// series three - what is
Your most overused phrase on aol\aim: bah! or peasanty things. mayhaps confetti for awhile.
Your thoughts first waking up: ugh. sun.. too bright. Unless I've left my glasses on, in which case it's "I can see! Wait, no."
The first feature you notice in the opposite (or same) sex: Um...that they're um... whatever they are?
Your best physical features: *fluffs her hair points to her lips* Yah. I'm a vain one alright. *snicker*
Your usual bedtime: Sometime after 2am, with Wednesday exceptions.
Your greatest accomplishment: I can now change a diaper without causing the child [or me] too much discomfort. Oh, and I once made someone cry reading something I wrote. Whether it was due to it's awfulness or what I don't know.
Your best memory: Horribly entangled with one of my worst. Curse you, June/July of '99!


// series four - do you
Smoke: No
Cuss: At the beginning/end of the month. And when I'm just pissed to hell and back.
Sing well: I have mastered the art of blending in, or making something awful sound okay.
Take a shower everyday: During the summer it's more likely. Otherwise nope. My hair reacts freakishly if it's showered too often, and I can't trick it when taking a shower without washing it. *rambles on*
Like high school: um, not in the least. I loathed HS. Nearly went stark raving mad, actually.
Want to get married?: I don't think I will. I kinda want to, but I have this thing with awful luck with rings, plus y'know, finding someone to marry. Bah!
Type with your fingers on the right keys: Not really. Some just work out that way.
Believe in yourself: Never enough.
Get motion sickness: I didn't used to. Now I just have to be very careful not to realize I've been reading in the car.
Think you're a health freak: *arches one pale eyebrow* Uh.. no.
Get along with your parents: Usually. There are certain areas where we just run into brickwalls though.
Like thunderstorms: I do. Unless I really want to be online for some reason.
Play an instrument: I have no musical talent whatsoever, unless you count my one try with a flute. :P


// series five - in the past month, did/have you
Drank alcohol: *thinks* Yeah.
Smoked: It makes you smell just dredful, and I would rather not smell like that, so no.
Done a drug: *widens eyes* I am the drug, dahling. Otherwise, no.
Made Out: Nope.
Go on a date: Like where making out would be expected? Not that it matters, the answer remains no.
Go to the mall: Nope.
Been on stage: uhhhh, no.
Been dumped: Not to my knowledge
Gone skating: Can't say I have
Made homemade cookies: Alas, no.
Been in love: Not to my knowledge, though my heart does things without consulting the rest of me, so you never know. *smirk*
Gone skinny dipping: Nuh uh.
Dyed your hair: Yup
Stolen anything: Your sanity! *scampers off*


// series six - have you ever?
Played a game that required removal of clothing: *thinks* Don't think we ever got 'round to that...
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: Nope. People have tried and I've pried them off the floor.
Been caught "doing something": Oooh! Air quotes! Do you mean... I cannot say.
Been called a tease: Not to my face.
Gotten beaten up: No, but I know someone who has.
Shoplifted: Yes. I was about 5 or something.
If so, did you get caught: Nope, for some reason that store didnt care about the little marbles used in the display of some vase.
Changed who you were to fit in: I tried. See the aforementioned stark raving mad. You know, it really doesn't work.


// series seven - the future
Age you hope to be married: I'm supposed to have an age for something I don't think I'll do?
Numbers and Names of Children: Jesus, now you want me to have children? I'm not mother material.
Describe your Dream Wedding: Keep Autumn blank for the next 60 years. Thats all I'll say.
What age do you want to die: whenever I feel I've accomplished all I want and would feel less panicky about it.
What do you want to be when you grow up: not grown up.
What country would you most like to visit: Australia or Ireland. *glares at Jake for stealing her answer*
Current Clothes: Old skirt, black. Black shirt from the mall. Black, black, black.
Current Mood: Lonely
Current Taste: Pepsi?
Current Hair: snarled back in a ponytail
Current Annoyance: being the lone nightowl in the family.
Current Smell: humidity in the South.
Current thing you ought to be doing: taking over the world.
Current Desktop Picture: the dog. got tired of all the lesbian comments being hurled my way for having Holly/Shannen/Rose on the desktop. *flicks the offending person off*
Current Favourite Groups: Evanescence [curse you, Allison], Tori, Live, Stabbing Westward
Current DVD In Player: Harry Potter & The Chamber of Secrets
Current Worry: all this alone time and having an awful case of writer's block.