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OMG, guys, work has drained me of the will to live. I've slept so much over the last week, it's insane. I was vegging out on tumblr for a while and then I looked down and to my surprise, it's the fucking 29th of December. How did this happen, for real?
And so, in an effort to let everyone know I'm alive, I'm going to catch up on my December meme questions, because it is a necessity.
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dungeonmarm asked: What's your favorite non-mammalian animal?
That's a hard one for me. I'm torn between either the jellyfish, or the octopus. No, I'm pretty sure it's the octopus, because they're amazing and sort of weird looking and are super intelligent. Jellyfish just look pretty under water and have a nasty temper.
dungeonmarm asked: You get three hours of private conversation with the currently-living person of your choice. Who is it?
I have no idea? Like, everyone that I thought of on the spur of the moment—President Obama, Caroyln Parkhurst, Liam Neeson—all I can really think of myself doing is just staring in silent affection and having the most pathetic attempts at conversation. Seriously, though? I think it would either be Misha Collins or Jennifer Lawrence. These answers seem trite to me, but both of these people seem very natural and genuine to me, and I think our conversations could go from serious to goofy to serious again, much as I already do with my friends.
dungeonmarm asked: You may choose one type of mythological creature to will into existence. Which do you choose?
Man, these are hard questions. I had to do a little research, because I'm mostly well-versed in Greek mythology and I didn't want to miss something really cool because I was limited. If I were to go with just Greek mythology, I do like the Muses very, very much. However, in my research I came upon the Ibong Adarna, which sounds super awesome, if dangerous. It's a bird that has seven different songs, and after each song it changes colors. Of course, it's poop turns people to stone, but what can you do?
dungeonmarm asked: Discuss religion as it relates to you.
Oh, boy.
Okay. When I was younger, my mom was super awesome about letting me find my own religion. She herself had been raised Catholic and then converted to Paganism and Witchcraft by the time I was nine or so. Paganism never seemed odd to me, I suppose because I was so young, but I would sit quietly in her Pagan rituals and I'd go to my favorite church on Sunday and there never seemed to be a disconnect. Then stuff happened, and I stopped going to that church, and no other church has ever measured up or made me feel as welcome. Coming to the South when I was twelve, I found religion in the South to be intensely off putting, all discomfort and fire and brimstone without any of the joy and promise of redemption that the other church had seemed to believe in. I hated it and so, by extension, I decided I wasn't Christian at all, that if I weren't enjoying church, then I must be Pagan.
Then 8th grade happened. Long story short, it was a complete mess. It involved my friends becoming interested in paganism, bastardization of everything I believed in, bullying, confusion, and I firmly believe I came out of that whole thing with fewer scars than the rest.
Despite that, for several years I maintained my own altar and prayed and sometimes did my own rituals. I got interested in herbs and stones.
And then, one day, I realized that I no longer had any need of a deity. My failures and my successes are my own, and I will treat people the best that I can, because that's the kind of person I want to be. If there is an afterlife and a judgement, I hope that it's understood I'm living my life the best that I can, the kindest I can be. Honestly, if there is a Creator out there who put their finger down and said, I'm creating you—there's an entire universe out there, and I sincerely doubt they're going to care about whether I eat too much pizza or lie or that I believe gay and trans and white and brown and Asian and everyone deserve to be treated exactly the same.
Personally, I'm hoping that after I die there will be nothing but silence and darkness and peace.
dungeonmarm asked: Would you prefer a life of comfort, or a life of passion?
I am currently living a life of relative comfort. I miss my passion. I might have felt things too strongly and alienated people I cared about, but damn, I miss being passionate.
dungeonmarm asked: You can choose a screenwriter, a director, and a cast for the movie of your choice, with a budget of $150,000,000. What movie do you make?
fjdslfjslkjfsdjflkjsdlfjs I HAVE NO IDEA. I WOULD WANT SPIES AND EXPLOSIONS AND A TEAM MADE OF ROSARIO DAWSON, LUCY LIU, GINA TORRES AND JOHN CHO AND IDRIS ELBA COULD BE THEIR BOSS. I WANT THE WOMEN TO ALL KICK ASS AND FOR MAYBE LUCY'S AND GINA'S CHARACTERS COULD BE AFFECTIONATELY MARRIED LESBIANS AND THEY GO KICK ASS IN MEXICO. Or something. Um. Director: David Slade? Writer: ???? Kirsten Smith, maybe? DDD:
dungeonmarm asked: Demons are real, and it is possible for you to sell your soul in exchange for the blessing of your choice. Nobody, even the Demons, know if souls, heaven, hell, God, or the Devil are real. Do you make a deal? If so, what is it?
Yeah, no. If there's one thing Dragon Age has taught me, it's don't ever make deals with demons.
dungeonmarm asked: You can write a bill that is guaranteed to pass into federal law. It can make only one change. What do you change?
Nnnnnnuuuuuuuugggggggghhh. I have no idea. Maybe a budget addendum that makes sure that all of the nation's hungry and poverty-stricken citizens always have enough to eat.
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And so, in an effort to let everyone know I'm alive, I'm going to catch up on my December meme questions, because it is a necessity.
dungeonmarm asked: What's your favorite non-mammalian animal?That's a hard one for me. I'm torn between either the jellyfish, or the octopus. No, I'm pretty sure it's the octopus, because they're amazing and sort of weird looking and are super intelligent. Jellyfish just look pretty under water and have a nasty temper.
dungeonmarm asked: You get three hours of private conversation with the currently-living person of your choice. Who is it?I have no idea? Like, everyone that I thought of on the spur of the moment—President Obama, Caroyln Parkhurst, Liam Neeson—all I can really think of myself doing is just staring in silent affection and having the most pathetic attempts at conversation. Seriously, though? I think it would either be Misha Collins or Jennifer Lawrence. These answers seem trite to me, but both of these people seem very natural and genuine to me, and I think our conversations could go from serious to goofy to serious again, much as I already do with my friends.
dungeonmarm asked: You may choose one type of mythological creature to will into existence. Which do you choose?Man, these are hard questions. I had to do a little research, because I'm mostly well-versed in Greek mythology and I didn't want to miss something really cool because I was limited. If I were to go with just Greek mythology, I do like the Muses very, very much. However, in my research I came upon the Ibong Adarna, which sounds super awesome, if dangerous. It's a bird that has seven different songs, and after each song it changes colors. Of course, it's poop turns people to stone, but what can you do?
dungeonmarm asked: Discuss religion as it relates to you.Oh, boy.
Okay. When I was younger, my mom was super awesome about letting me find my own religion. She herself had been raised Catholic and then converted to Paganism and Witchcraft by the time I was nine or so. Paganism never seemed odd to me, I suppose because I was so young, but I would sit quietly in her Pagan rituals and I'd go to my favorite church on Sunday and there never seemed to be a disconnect. Then stuff happened, and I stopped going to that church, and no other church has ever measured up or made me feel as welcome. Coming to the South when I was twelve, I found religion in the South to be intensely off putting, all discomfort and fire and brimstone without any of the joy and promise of redemption that the other church had seemed to believe in. I hated it and so, by extension, I decided I wasn't Christian at all, that if I weren't enjoying church, then I must be Pagan.
Then 8th grade happened. Long story short, it was a complete mess. It involved my friends becoming interested in paganism, bastardization of everything I believed in, bullying, confusion, and I firmly believe I came out of that whole thing with fewer scars than the rest.
Despite that, for several years I maintained my own altar and prayed and sometimes did my own rituals. I got interested in herbs and stones.
And then, one day, I realized that I no longer had any need of a deity. My failures and my successes are my own, and I will treat people the best that I can, because that's the kind of person I want to be. If there is an afterlife and a judgement, I hope that it's understood I'm living my life the best that I can, the kindest I can be. Honestly, if there is a Creator out there who put their finger down and said, I'm creating you—there's an entire universe out there, and I sincerely doubt they're going to care about whether I eat too much pizza or lie or that I believe gay and trans and white and brown and Asian and everyone deserve to be treated exactly the same.
Personally, I'm hoping that after I die there will be nothing but silence and darkness and peace.
dungeonmarm asked: Would you prefer a life of comfort, or a life of passion?I am currently living a life of relative comfort. I miss my passion. I might have felt things too strongly and alienated people I cared about, but damn, I miss being passionate.
dungeonmarm asked: You can choose a screenwriter, a director, and a cast for the movie of your choice, with a budget of $150,000,000. What movie do you make?fjdslfjslkjfsdjflkjsdlfjs I HAVE NO IDEA. I WOULD WANT SPIES AND EXPLOSIONS AND A TEAM MADE OF ROSARIO DAWSON, LUCY LIU, GINA TORRES AND JOHN CHO AND IDRIS ELBA COULD BE THEIR BOSS. I WANT THE WOMEN TO ALL KICK ASS AND FOR MAYBE LUCY'S AND GINA'S CHARACTERS COULD BE AFFECTIONATELY MARRIED LESBIANS AND THEY GO KICK ASS IN MEXICO. Or something. Um. Director: David Slade? Writer: ???? Kirsten Smith, maybe? DDD:
dungeonmarm asked: Demons are real, and it is possible for you to sell your soul in exchange for the blessing of your choice. Nobody, even the Demons, know if souls, heaven, hell, God, or the Devil are real. Do you make a deal? If so, what is it?Yeah, no. If there's one thing Dragon Age has taught me, it's don't ever make deals with demons.
dungeonmarm asked: You can write a bill that is guaranteed to pass into federal law. It can make only one change. What do you change?Nnnnnnuuuuuuuugggggggghhh. I have no idea. Maybe a budget addendum that makes sure that all of the nation's hungry and poverty-stricken citizens always have enough to eat.
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