Memage

[osprey_archer]

Via tamsinwillougby, a meme!

Fave fandom:

The only fandom I'm really in right now is Captain America (the wait for Civil War is crushing me), so that wins by default. I had some lovely times in the past in Sutcliff fandom and in my little Owen/Ianto corner of Torchwood, though.

Countries you’ve lived in:

I lived three months in England for study abroad - does that count? - but otherwise just the US.

Languages you speak:

English. I can still read Spanish fairly well, but my Russian skills have basically evaporated since I left college.

Fave film of 2015:

Inside Out. I looooooved Inside Out. The Martian was also excellent, but it did not make me cry the same way.

For "movies I saw in 2015 that didn't actually come out in 2015," I also really liked the Natalie Wood film Inside Daisy Clover (with bonus Robert Redford as a devilish love interest), Blackfish (the documentary about the killer whales at Sea World), and Fried Green Tomatoes. 2015 was a good year for movies.

Last article you read:

Probably something from The Toast.

Last thing you bought online:

A couple of coloring books as presents for friends: M.C.A. Hogarth's Not In Need of Quests: Men in Fantasy and Critters, Beasts, and Fluffies. I don't know if any of you are into coloring books, but if you are, I so recommend these: they aren't as frustratingly intricate as adult coloring books often are, and the critters in particular are soooo cute.

Last person you dreamed of:

I think my brother, although I don't remember what the dream was about.

Any reoccurring dreams:

Ever since grad school I have had a reoccurring nightmare where I have forgotten - something - signed up for a class and then never attended it, or never even started researching a final project, or sometimes in the dream I'm not even sure what I forgot, I just wake up gripped by the horrifying certainty that I have forgotten something important.

Any phobias/fears:

DEATH. And various death-related things. In first and second grade I was deathly terrified of thunderstorms, because thunderstorms might herald tornadoes which might blow my house down and KILL ME and the world would be forever bereft of the light of my genius without ever realizing what it had lost, and all memory of me would sink beneath the dark waves of time.

Around third grade this faded, or rather was effaced by a crippling terror of vomiting, to the extent that I basically didn't eat breakfast for a year because I woke up feeling hungry and feeling hungry is sort of like feeling nauseous and therefore breakfast might make me throw up and that would be THE END OF THE WORLD, possibly literally, if I choked to death on it and died, and also that would be the grossest way to die ever, ew.

Eventually I got the whole hunger/nausea thing straightened out, which helped with the breakfast issue, but not so much the fear of vomiting. In fifth grade I pulled a muscle in my leg so badly that I couldn't walk on it for about five days and I wouldn't take painkillers for it because I heard somewhere that ibuprofen can cause nausea and CLEARLY the agony was preferable.

I am also petrified of dentists, but honestly I think this is at least 75% rational, because dentists are minions of Satan.

Would you take a bullet for someone:

I hope I'm never in a situation where I have to find out.

If you had money to spare, what would you buy first:

A trip. Possibly a lot of trips! I'd like to visit Japan (however, I might want to wait until my Japanese college roommate is in Japan; right now she lives in Singapore) and France, and also I'd just like to go on a big road trip around the US and just visit my friends.

Comments

[ladyherenya]

I have a similar reoccurring dream - I'm back in high school, and I've missed a lot of classes for a particular subject. It's bizarre because that wasn't something I ever worried about when I was still at school.

[osprey-archer.livejournal.com]

When I was in high school - and for a few years after high school, too - I used to have dreams about walking into a calculus test that I had forgotten about. It's like the dream has ramped up since then: not just a forgotten test, but a whole forgotten class.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

How great that you've got some of Maggie Hogarth's coloring books! I've bought some of them too; I like her art very much.

[osprey-archer.livejournal.com]

Aren't they gorgeous? They're meant to be gifts, but it has been something of a struggle not to start coloring in them myself.