Survey time! (of doom)
[spell your name backwards] allicsirp (or “y-o-u-r-n-a-m-e-b-a-c-k-w-a-r-d-s”)
[where do you live?] inside my head
[describe yourself in three words] millenium hand & shrimp
[who is your worst enemy?] The Olsen Twins and Martha Stewart
[if you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be?] a ferret, a phoenix, and a politician
[have you ever used a spork?] certainly.
[do you even know what a spork is?] you insult me.
[what is the latest you’ve ever stayed up?] all night
[ever been to belgium?] yes, but I don’t remember.
[what’s your favourite coin?] Sacagawea dollars and pennies, because they have Lincoln on them.
[wallet] I have two. One is grey and clothlike and nifty with a homemade stick-figure ID card that says “Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful”. The other is made of duct tape, but I don’t use it as much because it doesn’t hold coins well.
[brush] ugly green and large. Works well, though.
[toothbrush] fancy purple one. I also have a Darth Vader toothbrush, but its too nifty to use.
[jewelry worn daily] my watch and (until it broke) my Saggitarius necklace.
[pillow cover] I have a lot of pillows, but my favourite has a pretty blue case.
[blanket] Lots. My favourite has a sheep design in the same pattern as my sheep pajamas.
[coffee cup] Coffee makes you weak. Coffee is for sissies. But I once made my mom a coffee cup that was light blue with white polka dots and an anthromorphic sun that said “Wake up and smell the coffee”. It was awesome.
[sunglasses] stylish blue ones. My mom got them for me; I had no choice.
[underwear] varies. Big, old lady underwear, because wedgies are the bane of my existence.
[shoes] weekdays, my uniform 11 1/2 EE saddle oxfords. When faced with a choice, my purple tennis shoes, my size 42 birkenstocks, or my 20-year-old tennis shoes that my parents have forbidden me from wearing.
[nail polish] Naked, as Renata said. No polish! Fie upon polish.
[handbag] a plastic bag from Borders to hold my knitting.
[favourite top] my “Percy is God and Boba Fett” t-shirt or my JETS shirts that I designed. Occasionally my Cuba t-shirt.
[favourite pants] my nifty jeans.
[cologne] icky.
[cd in stereo right now] At home, CD2 of the White Album in my stereo, with Abbey Road in my alarm clock. Chungy is playing Simon and Garfunkel at the moment, though.
[tattoos] Gods no.
[piercings] I pierced my ears a long time ago, but they have since grown back.
[current music] “The Sound of Silence” by Simon and Garfunkel
[wearing] school uniform of doom.
[hair] long and brown and floofy and gorgeous. Muah!
[makeup] No.
[in my mouth] teeth… tongue… bacteria…
[in my head] fog
[hearing] Marcelina working out her algebra homework out loud. And lots of keys. Chungy has since turned off Simon and Garfunkel because it started skipping.
[wishing] that I had more free time to read Pratchett and knit. And that Mr. Dumaine would stop being fiendish and not assign us to write what is essentially Crucible fanfic. And that winter break would get here, pronto.
[after this] lunch
[talking to] Chungy, who is swooning over Norwegians.