MonthJune 2003

Like A Cat

So Elvis the Cat is limping around, putting on his best Forlorn Eyes in an effort to get more food out of Annette and I.

Only my cat could strain a muscle “perhaps falling off something” (the vets words, not mine).

Whoever coined the phrase “Catlike Grace” did not own Elvis, that’s for sure.

I won’t even describe the time he got a cardboard ice-cream tub stuck on his head while trying to lick out the remnants, then (with tub still attached) fell backwards off the coffee table.

I love him so.

KISS Did, Obviously

Damn and blast! In an effort to get some outraged and amusing responses, I posted the following to the New Zealand Goth Forums, in the Music section:

“So, who really invented goth? Marilyn Manson, or Placebo?”

…and there have been NO outraged responses!

 

So, Not Spiders?

Got the following quote from the net today:

[Chelly] What is your biggest fear?
[JasonRene] living long enough to become isolated from anyone who cares about me, and then dying alone.
[Chelly] 🙁
[JasonRene] You asked 😉
[Chelly] I know
[Chelly] I was expecting something like spiders.

 

Questions from Annette!

Annette asks:

1. What do you consider your best qualities?


My spectacular, nay overwhelming, nigh-unto GODLIKE modesty.

2. I know you want to get into film one day – have you ever considered any other careers?


I actively considered a career as a realtor, at one stage. But only for the money, it was certainly being considered as something which, if you were good at it, would be a real money-maker. Given my deep geekyness (Note: I typo’d that as ‘feed geepyness’ .. I was tempted to leave it like that) a career involving computers was pretty much a given. And that’s turned out to be reasonably lucrative also, so all’s well that ends well. I have given some thought to starting my own cult, complete with compound and nubile cultists. Also, Televangelists seem to be making a pile of cash just by asking for it, and mentioning Jesus. That’s not a business model that would work with me as a customer, but there does seem to be a market for it.

3. Did you ever have an invisible friend?


I actually had an invisible enemy. His name was “The Scourge”. Seriously, this is true. I used to drop off to sleep while imagining him doing all the traditional evil things, like shaking his fist at me, or laughing maniacally at my pain. I wonder whatever happened to that guy?

4. 10 years ago, what did you think your life would be like now?


I was supposed to be RETIRED by now. I mean, I’m over thirty! That’s practically DEAD! Optinally extras to this dream was that I be retired, and ruling all I could see from a throne made from the still-sticky bones of my enemies. Obviously I am not retired, and I no longer strongly desire a throne, BUT with the excellent invention of the lifegem I can now settle for having a cup decorated with the lifegems of my vanquished enemies. Perhaps the cup could be made of the skull of my greatest enemy, just to sort of cap the whole thing off. I’m still open to options on this.

5. Who do you admire?


Oh, lots of people. Principally, my mum. She’s such a great old gal, you know? And despite the fact that she’s terrifying and opressive, she did manage to put up with a TRULY SPECTACULAR ARRAY of teenage/twenty-ish idiocy and asshole-ness from me, without having me (or herself) committed to an institution.


If you want me to interview you–post a comment. I’ll respond with questions for you to take back to your own journal and answer as a post. Of course, they’ll be different for each person since this is an interview and not a general survey. At the bottom of your post, after answering the Interviewer’s questions, you ask if anyone wants to be interviewed. So it becomes your turn– in the comments, you ask them any questions you have for them to take back to their journals and answer. And so it becomes the circle.

Who will play? May I interview you? — Originally from anoisblue.