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I "dated" a girl for three years, pre-puberty of course. Long pity party style story behind that one, so I'll leave it at that.

How many people have you dated?

A girl. I mean, being a girl has it's downsides, don't get me wrong. It has plenty. But it's what I'm used to -- it's what I am. And I can't imagine having a d**k. Yeah.

If you could pick any two actors (or actresses) to star together in a same-sex Holywood lovestory, who would you choose?

I had a show on my school radio last year, and our unofficial theme song was Tracey Chapman's "Fast Car." Funny thing is that I just had the urge to play it right before I read the post.

What's the most important thing you should be doing, but aren't?

I'm pretty conservative. I don't like change that much. I want things to get better, but I really have to be sure they're getting better before I'm in favor of them. I'm okay with a lot of stuff, but tend to have really old-fashioned values when it comes to rely on those, though I prefer to rely on infromation rather than intrinsic values for deciding issues if available.

Hmmm....


Bathtub full of melty chocolate, get ice cream, eat it, or bathe in it?

People have described this one as morbid, but I found it a bit amusing after awhile.

It started with a long hallway and down the center was a table that stretched the entire length. On it was a tiny bell, the type you that's popular for Christmas decoration, reindeer harnesses and whatnot, round with a "X" cut out on the bottom.

Since the only thing there to do was ring the bell, I rang it and it disappeared. Then a second, slightly larger one appeared on the table a littl further down. Ring the bell, the next one appears. It was like festive factory work. Rinse and repeat. By the time I actually got to the end of the hall and the table the bell was half the size of me, and I had to pull the damn thing off the table to ring it. Instead of a bell appearing, a trap door above me opened and a enormous bell rolled out, with me fitting nicely in the middle of the "X."

That was when I felt like I was ripped out of my body and I got a front row seat to my body being mashed to a pulp by an iron ball. Then it rewound itself and let me watch it again. (Do I fear repetition?)

Body pulverizing aside now, what is the one thing you value the most? (It can not be a body part, action or a physiological need, it must exist by itself.)

Um... If I had responcibilities that are very important to deal with on the 'home' planet,I would go back. But if not, I'd stay where my loved onse are on earth.


If you were the opposite sex, what sexuality would you be? Why?

Just answer the one last asked, and take your time to think of one. 3nodding