20 questions blog survey

1. Do you have any nicknames?

If I do, I have no idea what they are, and I don’t want to know.

Dad used to refer to Doug and me as Bubba and Sister, which is a typically Southern thing to do. In junior-high home ec class, the boys took to calling me Beaker when I got my hair cut short because they all noticed I have a long neck (still do, the double chin gets in the way) and big eyes. In high school P.E. class, some of the other girls called me Turtle; apparently I ran like one. (But not slow like a turtle. More the way I held myself.) My last high-school boyfriend had a weird nickname for me that was supposed to mean something nice, but everything he ever said to me was bullshit, so never mind that one.

2. Are you named after anyone?

Not that I know of. The way I heard it, my parents wanted to give me a first and middle name where I could use either as a given name without it sounding weird. But I only knew one person, my stepmom’s paternal grandmother, who ever called me by my middle name and I still don’t know why she did it.

3. Do you have any siblings?

Doug, paternal half-brother, born May 1978
Chan, maternal half-brother, born October 1978
Chaise, maternal half-brother, 1983-2010

I once had an older stepbrother and older stepsister but then Mom and Randy got divorced.

4. Where did you grow up?

Navy brat. Did not grow up in just one place.

5. What activities did you do in high school?

Computer club and chorus. If you look at my senior yearbook entry, apparently my art class counted as an activity too.

6. Where did you go to college?

Columbus State Community College, for an academic quarter and part of the next one, then I dropped out.

7. What activities did you do in college?

Wasn’t there long enough. Did make dean’s list though. Like that really counts for the first freshman quarter.

8. What did you study in college?

Wasn’t there long enough. I got in English comp and that freshmen intro class and pre-algebra, which I did well enough in to get me into the smart algebra class if I’d stayed in school and fucking finished it.

9. What was your first job out of college?

Didn’t have a job “out of college”. With a baby to care for and no car and everyone in my life being a fucking flake, I was terrified of overreaching and winding up in trouble again and losing another kid, so I stayed home.

10. What kind of music do you like?

Classic rock, hard rock, blues rock (not that experienced in actual blues), metal, ’80s pop, a little bit of R&B and rap and country and classical and New Age (mostly Enya, don’t really give a fuck about the rest), bits and pieces of this and that.

11. What’s one hobby that you’d like to take up?

Realistically I can’t cram in any more of anything until I get more of my shit together. I have too many distractions already.

12. What did you think you wanted to be when you grew up?

When I was elementary-school age, I wanted to be a scientist. As I was on my way out of high school I thought it might be cool to be a rock photographer. But I discovered I hate taking photos of people because they’re so often assholes about it. And now, I don’t even want to try to do that as a business because everyone doctors the shit out of their photos and they all look oversaturated and plastic and fake. So photography is just a hobby for me. I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I need a job that makes me a living, and as long as it suits my temperament relatively well I give a fuck what it is.

13. What’s the biggest project on your to-do list right now?

Ohmaigoddddd… Pick one.

(a) I’m running a fan site for a celeb I really like. Weird, huh? But I’m somewhat having fun with it. It needs more of an overhaul.

(b) Getting shit rearranged between kiddo’s bedroom and mine so I can find everything I actually need to find and so can my kiddo (that she needs to find).

(c) Getting myself earning again.

14. Do you have any irrational fears?

I have not noticed lately that very many of my fears are irrational. Okay, I’m not sure any of them are.

Oh ho ho, you thought I was going to go down the laundry list. Nope. I’m an open book, but not so open my pages fall out.

15. Have you ever traveled outside the country? If so, where?

See also “I was a Navy brat”. I was born in Spain. My paternal half-brother was born in the Philippines. Yes, we are both natural-born American citizens. Fuck off, birthers. Oh wait, we’re white so you didn’t care anyway. Fuck off again. (When were you going to ask about Panama-born John McCain’s fitness for the presidency?)

Anyway, I haven’t been outside the United States since 1981. But I did stand across the river from Canada in September 2010.

16. When’s your next vacation and where are you going?

I don’t get to have vacations until I actually have a job and have gotten my finances enough together. There’s someplace I want to go but I don’t want to go into great detail right now because I’m afraid I’ll jinx it. And that won’t happen for another several years, even so. I’m thinking a hell of a celebration the year I turn fifty, if I play my cards right. That kind of thing.

17. Do you speak any other languages?

No. I took a year of French in seventh grade (ages 12 to 13) and I have a decent ear for it thanks to my Cajun grandparents, such that I can’t stand hearing it butchered, but I never got fluent. I tell myself I still want to learn, but this is one of those things kind of on the back burner because I’m already overextended.

18. What’s one talent that you wish you had?

I wouldn’t mind having a better singing voice. I can sing in tune, but it kind of sounds like shit.

19. What’s something that you wish you could do one more time?

Earn my own living. Working on it. I could sit here regretting shit, but it seems a waste of time. Well, I do regret some things, but I don’t want to put that much energy into it because I can’t change them.

20. If you weren’t in your current job, what would you want to be doing?

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I want to earn a living wage, basically. Not get welfare, not acquire a sugar daddy, but make my own money. I did that once upon a time (not that it was a living wage), and it felt really nice. I’d like to get back there again. Working on it.

Administrivia: 21 February 2020

I’m going to add in some “about me” type stuff to the bloggy area here.

I thought this might be slightly more interesting than this site just being a links repository.

There will be swearing, there will be the occasional political rant, and oh look I do not have the comments turned on so I give two shits what you’ve got to say about it.

I am not particularly bothered by the prospect of sharing. I have considerable trouble participating in in-person conversations because I’m quiet and people just run right over me and hardly let me get a word in edgewise. It’s either be rude and interrupt everyone or clam up. Either way, things don’t go well. So it’s nice to have a place where I can just blather without someone cutting in or drowning me out.

If anyone in my life ever cared to fucking listen to me, I might feel differently.

That’s about as likely to happen as me turning twenty again.

So here ya go.

introduction

Hi. Welcome to my homepage.

I have had this for years and can’t ever seem to make up my mind what to do with it. So I delete stuff and then add stuff back in every now and again.

If you knew me by my real name (this one) from a certain previous Very Purple Website from years ago and wonder where that site went, it’s gone. I may or may not ever attempt to reclaim the domain name. Probably not, but sometimes I think about picking it back up as a sort of redirecting site in case the few interesting people I met under the nickname I also had there might still look for me occasionally. Jury’s still out, a bit. But unless I announce here that I’ve reclaimed it, if you see someone with that name, they aren’t me. (What name? I haven’t mentioned it here. If you know, you know. If you don’t, it’s not important and you aren’t missing anything.)

If you knew me from LiveJournal, that phase of my life is over; I finally deleted the two journals I had there, the main and the backup, with my real name on them in late 2019 and early 2020 respectively. Any other journals I had there during my “I can’t decide on a cool account name and also I want the trolls to go away” phase were gone long before then. End of an era, in a manner of speaking. If you ever see anyone over there with my name again, they aren’t me unless I say otherwise here. I don’t anticipate I ever will.

Anyway, if you’re curious, have a look around. I’m fantastic at starting, not so great at maintaining or finishing, and that’ll become obvious to you very quickly. Oh well.