Scary Stalker Guy asks: "Will you ever visit me in Chicago so we can have lots of fun like the last time you were here?"
So, the last time I was in Chicago was in January of 2004. I'm sure I will be back to visit you again, and I don't doubt that we'll have loads of fun... just maybe not quite the same kind of fun that we did last time.
Matt asks: what is the ultimate question of Life, The Universe, and Everything?
My, but that one's complicated... Ask me that question and I promise I'll know the answer!
Pratt wants to know: where will you be in 5 years..in 10 years..?what would you like to be doing then?
That's no question to ask a girl who's about to turn twenty-five! I'll be... almost thirty in five years. Wait, I did an entry about this already!
Okay, so in five years... Geez. I don't know what I'll be up to in one year. So, I'll have a monster-cat named Isis and with any luck I'll be thinking a lot more about mortgages... In ten years? I'll be successful and fabulous, naturally.
Chad(who would, apparently, prefer that no one know he has a blog all his own) asks: What's your favorite thing to do on your day off, when you have absolutely nothing planned?
Steady says "I know that!" "What is it?" "I don't know; you seem to like lying around naked."
He's right, you know.
I also like to lay around with my books. And the internet. If I were motivated, I'd tell you that I like to go out and do things... I really do like to take long drives, but the desert doesn't provide much scenery for that.
So, in Kentucky, I preferred to spend a day with nothing planned in the gorge. Here, I like to lay around a lot.
From Kitty: If you could have any superpower, what would it be?
I don't think I want to fly, because I'm way too clumsy for that and open spaces freak me out. Being very strong has a certain appeal, but I don't know that I would wish for it...
Morphing into something sounds good in theory, but I'm not sure I want to commit to that. I have a hard time choosing shoes; I can only imagine the way I'd dither over my form.
I think I'd like some telekenesis. I do often wonder what one minute of other people's internal monologues must be like... I think I'd like the power to actually know.
me me me me me (me)asks: If the universe is all that exists, and the universe is always expanding...what is it expanding in to? or If I configure a dsl modem to use dhcp , can it effectively be used in conjunction with a switch?
Okay, so on that first one, you're just flat asking the wrong person. I nearly didn't finish high school due to physics. My mother kept hiring me tutors and they kept quitting, telling her that I simply could not be taught. I'm physics stupid.
(Steady says: Why can't it be expanding onto itself? The he says "The universe only appears to be expanding. It's a test from God.... just like dinosaurs.")
Second question... We (the information systems major and computer science major in my bed at this time) conclude that we don't see why not, but we need more details.
Allan has a personal question: Do I have a bad body odor or am I just overly paranoid?
I haven't noticed you having a bad body odor, but my sense of smell isn't so hot -- I smoke.
Leta has a technical question: How *do* you make those spiffy over and under red lines for your links? I think they're the only blog-related thing I've ever shown David that impressed him.
Okay, so the precise code looks like this:
a:hover { text-decoration: underline overline}
It goes in the style tags or the CSS file.
ann marie asks: What is the farthest you've ever traveled from home, and what did you do there?
One where I don't ask my boyfriend to help me! I know this one!
I think the farthest I've been from home would be Athens. It was the summer of 1995. What did I do there? I got lost a lot, aquired food poisoning and generally did not enjoy myself. If you believe my journal entries from the time, I was also quite a twit.
Are you now, or have you ever been amazed by the idea that lots of your toughts, feelings, opinions, likes/dislikes, may never be known by anyone else but you...?
Why do you keep a blog?
Clearly, qed there doesn't know that I keep absolutely nothing to myself. I don't think it's ever occured to me that all my repressed thoughts and feelings might not see the light of day. On the other hand, I do sometimes wonder if I might ought to keep more things to myself... Maybe the world doesn't need to know how I feel about wearing socks, for example...
Why do I keep a blog? Um, mostly because I am so completely self absorbed that I want to share my every thought with the whole world. Also because it's a nice outlet... If this were just my journal for writing in, I'd get all bogged down in repeating myself and melodrama and shit. Writing something that other people are going to read keeps it mostly on the proper side of sanity. I hope so anyway.
Well, y'all made me work much harder at this than I thought. My readers are so smart and thought-provoking! I was just planning to, you know, tell you that I don't really have a favorite color although the longer I spend in Arizona the more I love green, or that I smoke Camel Lights...
Anyway, thanks for the questions. Happy four year journal-versary to me!
