you're it!

i've been tagged by thomas and as a result i MUST obey.

a dream quiz:

1. if money were no object, what would you be doing with your life?

making sure no one wanted for anything. dancing under the stars on every continent. swimming with sharks in every ocean. falling in love and kissing boys all over the world.
oh, and i'd totally become the world's greatest groupie. i'd go on complete tours with my favourite bands.

2. money is just that-an object, so why aren't you doing it?

i am waiting on someone to buy me a plane. and i try to make people happy. i do what i can for those i care about when i can. i just hope i do it well.

3. what's better: horses or cows?

cows. i'm irrationally afraid of horses. cows are probably scarier but that's why it's sort of irrational.

4. what do you think the secret to happiness is?

good friends, good family, good wine and good music...and just doing what you love, regardless of the reward.

5. when was the last time that you had a dream that you either remember well or did not want to awake from? can you share a bit?

the other night i dreamt that i was packing toiletries for a camping trip. specifically, i remember walking into the bathroom and getting my toothbrush, toothpaste and some toilet paper. then i went into my room to get bandaids and polysporin for scraped knees.

the weird thing is when i woke up in the morning to put a bandage and some polysporin on my scraped knee they were not where i had left them the night before but where i had put them in my dream. true story.

6. when you were a little kid what did you want to be when you grew up?

over the course of my childhood i distinctly remember wanting to be three things:
a) a hologram (from jem and the holograms) b) a lawyer and c) courtney love.

7. complete this statement, 'love is...'

'...being the first to cum'

(from a book of surrealist love poetry by andre breton)

8. can you tell a good story? (write one)

it's friday night. my ironic haircut, hoodie and i all head out to see a show. i am doing well. saying hi to who i should be saying hi to, avoiding all the right people. we stake our place on the floor. close enough to the stage to enjoy but not too close (god forbid we look too keen just yet...). soon, i have to pee. waiting for my falafel earlier meant a lot of water consumed. so i begin the trek to the washroom. i swagger confidently in my appropriately clever shoes towards the bathroom. i know he'll see me as i pass. i decide i'll speak on my way back from the bathroom. four steps.
i make it up three. the fourth is trickier. i trip on the edge, i tumble but don't fall. it was close. i was *this* close to falling. i recover, pretend it didn't happen. i hear people laugh. i sluff off my confident swagger and all but run to the bathroom. i avoid eye contact on my way back. i look down the whole way back and even the skulls on my shoes are laughing at me.

so much for trying so hard to be cool.

9. can you remember your last daydream? what was it about?

yes, but i'd rather not say.

10. if you were to thank someone today, who would you thank?

i'd thank my mom for a nice evening and for teaching me so much about myself everytime i see her.

and i'd thank you for being a friend. all of you.

so now i have to tag people...
i tag: jeff, llewellyn and aaron
do it!

happy canadian tofurkey day!
michelle