Stop, Question Time
Sep. 28th, 2009 09:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
niriniaOk, I owe memes. I've not done anything with them for weeks, so I figured it's about time. Hopefully, we'll be going to London for five days in a few weeks. I'll be the dedicated tour guide, I expect. It is inevitable.
I'll leave the first one uncut, and you'll have to click for the longer one. Stolen from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
necropalice.
Answer this, repost to your journal and fun will be had all around.
1. Name:
2. Do you read my journal often?:
3. What makes it especially good or bad?:
4. An interesting fact about you:
5. Favourite lyric/quote:
6. The best time of the year:
RECOMMEND
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song, or album:
PLUS
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Look at my friends-list and tell what you like about one of our mutual friends:
4. Oh, show me a picture of yourself! Cause I'm nosy like that:
5. Put this in your journal so that I can tell you what I like about you. I clipped it right down, cos some of the questions were proper lame.
So it goes, meme 2: Leave a comment along the lines of 'Nirinia, you've got no life'. I'll try to think up five questions you'll have to answer. All in the spirit of internet bonding.
Update your journal with the answers to the questions (as well as posting them here, of course).
Include these instructions, and offer to ask questions in return.
Questions and meme fromnecropalice, again.
1. If penguins were about to become extinct, and the only way to save them was for you to live the rest of your life as one (with Christmas, birthdays and bankholidays off, plus two weeks in the summer), would you?
No, absolutely not. Unless it could be as a human in a penguin's body. They're cute, by all means, but I'm far attached to my books, friends and life in general. I enjoy being human far too much. The time off makes it tempting, though. I could get away without actually getting a job, and getting holidays. So, perhaps, this is the solution to all my problems.
2. What's the most expensive thing you've ever broken?
Easily a toilet. Line had a Canadian boyfriend for a while, and to show him just how hospitable Norwegians are, we partied in his honour. It got boring, que more alcohol. Guillame, the Canadian, mixed something resembling b52's with Baileys, Cointreau and Vodka. The vodka gets you drunk, the cointreau kills the taste of bad vodka, the baileys makes it semi-drinkable. One of my secret talents is drinking vile alcoholic concoctions, making it look like a really good idea. Someone puked in the sink, we jumped off high rocks, and Gina and I ended up in the downstairs loo, throwing up.
I don't remember anything between throwing up, and climbing through a downstairs window to get in at home. The window to the guest room where a friend of my brother's was sleeping. I did not wake him, and I only broke one plant in the process, without waking anyone up.
A few days later, Line called me. She ended the conversation with, 'oh, btw, did you know you broke my toilet?'. I, with the help of Gina, broke a toilet and don't remember it. Didn't pay for it, but I can't really face her parents, whose toilet I broke.
3. Talk us through an A&E experience.
Ok, I've been googling for five minutes, and still have no idea what A&E is. Yeah.
4. Five shitty cheap handbags, or one designer? What's your material manifesto.
One designer, without a doubt. My material manifesto is simple: quality, statement pieces and divine materials. A friend is convinced I get off on beautiful fabrics and leathers. All this somehow combines and multiplies into a shoe fetish of epic proportions.
5. Discuss this image.
Obviously a classroom. The character to the right will in a few minutes receive a serious trauma to the head, ending up sprawled on the floor. 'Mrs. Johnson, why did Bob get that thing in the head? I thought it was only one of us per day, but John got one last period,' the middle boy will ask.
I'll leave the first one uncut, and you'll have to click for the longer one. Stolen from
necropalice. Answer this, repost to your journal and fun will be had all around.
1. Name:
2. Do you read my journal often?:
3. What makes it especially good or bad?:
4. An interesting fact about you:
5. Favourite lyric/quote:
6. The best time of the year:
RECOMMEND
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song, or album:
PLUS
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Look at my friends-list and tell what you like about one of our mutual friends:
4. Oh, show me a picture of yourself! Cause I'm nosy like that:
5. Put this in your journal so that I can tell you what I like about you. I clipped it right down, cos some of the questions were proper lame.
So it goes, meme 2: Leave a comment along the lines of 'Nirinia, you've got no life'. I'll try to think up five questions you'll have to answer. All in the spirit of internet bonding.
Update your journal with the answers to the questions (as well as posting them here, of course).
Include these instructions, and offer to ask questions in return.
Questions and meme from
necropalice, again.1. If penguins were about to become extinct, and the only way to save them was for you to live the rest of your life as one (with Christmas, birthdays and bankholidays off, plus two weeks in the summer), would you?
No, absolutely not. Unless it could be as a human in a penguin's body. They're cute, by all means, but I'm far attached to my books, friends and life in general. I enjoy being human far too much. The time off makes it tempting, though. I could get away without actually getting a job, and getting holidays. So, perhaps, this is the solution to all my problems.
2. What's the most expensive thing you've ever broken?
Easily a toilet. Line had a Canadian boyfriend for a while, and to show him just how hospitable Norwegians are, we partied in his honour. It got boring, que more alcohol. Guillame, the Canadian, mixed something resembling b52's with Baileys, Cointreau and Vodka. The vodka gets you drunk, the cointreau kills the taste of bad vodka, the baileys makes it semi-drinkable. One of my secret talents is drinking vile alcoholic concoctions, making it look like a really good idea. Someone puked in the sink, we jumped off high rocks, and Gina and I ended up in the downstairs loo, throwing up.
I don't remember anything between throwing up, and climbing through a downstairs window to get in at home. The window to the guest room where a friend of my brother's was sleeping. I did not wake him, and I only broke one plant in the process, without waking anyone up.
A few days later, Line called me. She ended the conversation with, 'oh, btw, did you know you broke my toilet?'. I, with the help of Gina, broke a toilet and don't remember it. Didn't pay for it, but I can't really face her parents, whose toilet I broke.
3. Talk us through an A&E experience.
Ok, I've been googling for five minutes, and still have no idea what A&E is. Yeah.
4. Five shitty cheap handbags, or one designer? What's your material manifesto.
One designer, without a doubt. My material manifesto is simple: quality, statement pieces and divine materials. A friend is convinced I get off on beautiful fabrics and leathers. All this somehow combines and multiplies into a shoe fetish of epic proportions.
5. Discuss this image.
Obviously a classroom. The character to the right will in a few minutes receive a serious trauma to the head, ending up sprawled on the floor. 'Mrs. Johnson, why did Bob get that thing in the head? I thought it was only one of us per day, but John got one last period,' the middle boy will ask.
