Sunday, November 15, 2009

P Stands For I’m to Tired to Write a Real Post

A week?  Yep. I haven’t posted for almost a week. And there is little going on. Though our little warm up was very pleasant the last few days. Even though the sun wasn’t out today we had the window open to let the warmth clean the place out. Sweet.

The Falls dialysis unit opened this week. The social worker, however didn’t sound very up beat when she let me know that they first had to place the displaced patients. And there are in-patients that get spots before me. And the person who was a head of me. They have no time frame for when I get to move over there.  
I have a bad sinking feeling I may have gone from second to twenty-eight on the waiting list.

I hope I’m wrong. You know, for once. :)

At the moment I’ve been working on pictures. Finally. So while you wait you can get comfy have a snack and enjoy this Proust List that has been making the rounds ( Avitable, Miss Britt, Snackiepoo, Bellaventa). And I am nothing if not a follower of the cool folks. Which, let’s face it, is why you all love me.


What is your idea of perfect happiness?
I don’t think there is a perfect happiness. At least not for me. I think there are many happiness that happen all the time. Laying out flat after being in the most uncomfortable chair ever invented for five hours. After a long day, having tea and finding your favorite Cary Grant movie is just starting. Looking at your love bunny and not wanting to punch them in the head. But one single perfect happiness? I can’t think of just one.

What is your greatest fear?
I like to think The Queen and I are on the Gilmore Girls side of the fence. But sometimes I know we’re just a film crew away from being Grey Gardens. And that is frightening.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
Not always practicing what I preach. In projects, love and life I just can’t get my own ducks in their rows. But I have yours all ready to go marching.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?
Cruelty. To man or animal. Even to one’s self. It just sucks.

On what occasion do you lie?
This is a perfect example of the above. I will to spare feelings. I know it’s wrong, but if my friend looks at me all happy and excited about their new shirt I just can’t say anything bad if it’s hideous.

What is your greatest extravagance?
Books and DVD box sets. Oh yeah. I have managed to spend money I shouldn’t have on two box sets this month alone. Bad me. ;)

What is your current state of mind?
Over all state? Or at this moment state? Overall, stuck. Immoveable, uninspired, distracted.  At this moment, confused. How did we get from watching Dodgeball to Hitler’s attack at Stalingrad and the mistakes made during WWII in general? Headache.

What is the quality you most like in a man?
A smart witty sense of humor.

What is the quality you most like in a woman?
A smart witty sense of humor.

Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
Fuck, damn it, so.

When and where were you happiest?
Home with Laure, Fran and The Queen for Christmas a long time ago.

Who are your favorite writers?
E.M. Forester, Dorothy Parker, Ibsen, Anne Rice, Glen Cook, Asimov, Robert Nathan, Anne Tyler just to name a handful.

Who are your heroes in real life?
My mom. Hands down.

Which talent would you most like to have?

If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be?
Have it complete again.

If you died and came back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?
I don’t have the strength to even think about such things. With my luck I’ll return as a republican. I just can’t face that idea right now.

What do you dislike most about your appearance?
Scars, scars, and more scars. Blah.

What is your most marked characteristic?
I’m short and round. Of course it’s my winning personality.

Where would you like to live?
Somewhere warm. Maybe over the rainbow.

What is your most treasured possession?
My heart. Or my hard-drive. Potato…

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
Being 80 years old, drinking alone in a dark apartment, watching Wheel of Fortune and not even having a cat to keep you company.

What do you most value in your friends?
Their gregariousness, their kindness, their hearts, the fact that they rock.

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?
Honesty. Not true honesty. But when it’s used only to hurt people. When the only thing gained is a false sense of superiority. If you have to say, “I’m just being honest.”, after you’ve told someone something, chances are you really were just being mean and cruel. That’s when honesty is not the best policy.

What are your favorite names?
Peabo. Works for boys or girls. And it’s fun to say.

What is it that you most dislike?
Loud piercing sounds that stab at my skull. I don’t like that at all.

What is your greatest regret?
That while in the hospital I started to watch Bret Michael's Bus of Love. I still can not get the eeewwwww off of me. I may need a Silkwood shower.

How would you like to die?
In my Italian villa in my sleep.

What is your motto?
Live and let live, I’m not dead yet, step away from the gun.

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