Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.
I don't mind heels but outrageously thin heeled shoes and stilettos are right out. I leave the lethal killing blows with expensive pumps to the women out there. Besides, it's sexy.
I have an obnoxious obsession for velvet and frock coats. If they are combined together, all the better! At last count, I have at least forty unusual coats, jackets or coverups of some kind. Eh screw it, I've lost count.
The drunker I am, the more hilarious I am....at least according to me. I amuse myself a great deal.
I have a cat named Lestat and surprisingly enough, he was a pet shop rescue that I did not name. It was fate that brought us together. He was the runt of the liter, litter.....oh bloody hell, I never remember how to spell it properly. But now he's a giant cow. Yes, he really does suck on necks and bites when annoyed. He also snores louder than a chain saw. He's my kid and my protégé. We call him Mini-moo.
I've played Lestat online for years in places you'd never guess and on forums long gone! It's brought me worldly misery and some of the greatest intangible joy I will ever know. I'm still around and so is Lestat. He's my guardian something or other. In some respects, I consider myself a leviathan in the online world of VCRPG but be warned, I really am a great deal like my character. I am a great motivator, muse and have enough ideas to start a new World Revolution, but I never follow through to the finish and bore easily. I'm also incredibly selfish, thoughtless, scatterbrained and I don't like myself. I love myself but I don't like myself in particular.
If you are my friend or lover or both, may the gods bless you and have mercy on your soul. Also, I will make your ears bleed. I'm a terrible friend and I often wonder how I've managed to keep the friends I've had for as long as I have. (Of course now they've all changed their minds and left by now.)
My/Lestat's theme song is Building A Mystery by Sarah McLachlan. It really is. No one will ever convince me otherwise on anything else. Not even the artist who wrote the song.
I am full on Trek and unless it's something making fun of Star Wars, I don't want to hear about it. Yes, I liked the original three but I'd take Captain Picard and Q any day over a robotic samurai, a giant hairball and a girl with buns glued to her head.
My IQ is 130 or thereabouts. This should put me at genius level and yet I completely waste my intelligence on infantile humor and figuring out how to get out of doing things more than actually doing things.
I should hire a maid but I have no money and I should be labeled eccentric but I have no money for that either.
I love Yaoi and homo-eroticism yet somehow it almost always doesn't translate into reality all that well. Maybe it's the unrealistically beautiful men that simply can never exist?
I have no patience for sewing but I like designing things to wear, well enough.
I have no daily patterns or something I do religiously. Life is more funner outside the lines and eh I'm a happy heathen.
I play World of Warcraft on Silver Hand mostly as Razedinwinte (the R was cut off) and I'm not addicted. Some days I get bored and just have no will to go on. I also play a girl because she's nice to look at and dances like a stripper.
I cuddle a pillow at night when I sleep. I used to sleep with a million dolls on my bed and I believed some of them would get annoyed with me if they weren't included. They must all be enraged now that they are living in boxes in the attic.
In my first ever audition for a part in A Midsummer Night's Dream, I did a soliloquy from Interview With The Vampire. It's where Louis talks about his last sunrise. It didn't go over well and I didn't get the part. Apparently, I wasn't angsty enough. I got better. Please, no one point out that I was also a girl doing a guy's part, okay?
I love my little Saturn, except for the fact that it's a bakery oven now that the windows won't go down and it's a magnet for large rocks. Her name is Nola and yes, she's got street signs, Mardi Gras beads, a mask, roses and a pirate bumper sticker on the back. How much more NOLA can you get?
I have a fondness for pirates as well. All scoundrels flock together.
I have a passionate hatred for mosquitoes. I despise competition. Also, all that whining gets on my nerves.
I have an uncanny sense of direction. I can definitely get lost but I know when I'm screwed and usually know in an instant when I've gone the wrong way.
I refuse to wear shorts or peddle-pushers, capris...whatever. I hate them. I also hate purple corduroy and haven't worn a swim suit in years. It took quite awhile for others to convince me that certain corduroys didn't look tacky and even longer to actually get over my phobia.
I'm afraid of the dark. People used to tell me that it was because I had a fear of the unknown in the shadows. That's not it. I'm afraid of it because I know precisely what is in the shadows. Fear breeds respect and that's healthy. Doesn't keep me from enjoying and appreciating it though.
I always want something I can't have and if I had it all, I wouldn't want it.
My ultimate super hero is Oscar Wilde. He wore capes. That makes him certifiable for worship. I'm not kidding.
I can't play any musical instruments to save my life but I know good music and I also have delusions that I actually can play things. For example; I can sit down at a piano and play Mozart even though the reality is that it sounds like a cat chasing a mouse across the keys. It's why I have a habit of buying instruments I never use.
I'm usually late everywhere I go. If I tell you I'll be there in an hour, expect me in two.
I'm narcissistic and not very modest, though I sometimes can pretend a good game to try and keep my head from swelling any larger.
I really do have a fondness for cameos and silk top hats.
I'm an expert rider in saddle seat equitation and have had horses in the past. Hunter and Western are for lazy people who can't post. Dressage is for the pretentious. Jumping is a madman's sport but it's thrilling! Someday, I want my own Friesian horses because they're gorgeous and have lovely dispositions.
If I'm focused on something, I really hate being interrupted. I mostly notice it during reading, writing, watching television or listening to music. If I'm drawing, I can usually draw through almost anything.
I was told once that I was hardcore for falling asleep at a Ministry concert. I was tired and there was a couch. I could fall asleep during the Apocalypse if necessary but only after I begin it. *grins*
That's enough for now.
What about you? Got any quirks I'd be interested in knowing or confessions you'd like to make?






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perhaps a day I travel to New Orléan ^^"
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"What a man can do, or, What a man Can't do"
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...emek varsa güzelleşir dünya...
...if there are labor the world is beautiful...
*Iardacil
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams...
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Though you have never possessed me, I have belonged to you since the beginning of time. ~Mina Loy.
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"One should either be a work of art or wear a work of art." ~Oscar Wilde
-LND
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"I don't take sides. I take pictures."
How could I not?
-Elle
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"One should either be a work of art or wear a work of art." ~Oscar Wilde
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The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of work is the same.
-Carlos Castaneda
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