How would you describe yourself, using only one word?
Sciolist.
What movies have you seen this month?
Star Wars III.
When you read "Smile", what's the first thing you think of?
Smiling.
Where do you keep your socks?
In a cavity beneath my bed. There used to be a drawer there, but it's broken. Also, I occasionally have a pair on my feet.
How many computers do you have?
I keep track of four of them. There's a couple of junkers in the basement too.
Ever been out of the States?
Yes. In fact, I've spent over twenty years outside of any country which divides up land into states.
What are you most afraid of?
Dying. Alone. In the rain.
How much money is in your room?
In cold, hard cash, around half a grand. I also have my chequebook.
What is your favorite flavor of coke?
Vanilla?
Have you ever forgotten what day it was?
Yes. In some instances, I have forgotten what year it was, much to my embarrassment.
What is your favorite facial feature?
Oh, it's all in the eyes.
Have you ever farted in an elevator?
Probably.
Are you sane?
This question is probably included as a joke, but it's a possibility that it was included in order to determine what kind of person is responding to these questions without overtly asking it. Unless assisted by a qualified psychiatric expert, it is incredibly difficult to determine whether or not one suffers from insanity. A zany, off-the-wall but not necessarily insane person would respond yes, as would an eccentric, perhaps as an excuse to perform things which are perceived as 'against the grain'. The question can also be responded to in the negative, thus setting up a potential sarcastic comment meant to illicit humour. An arguementitive person would question the definition of 'sanity', perhaps calling into question whether 'anyone is sane in an insane world', et cetera
What are you doing for summer?
Attending lecture.
Have you ever eaten cereal with juice instead of milk?
I don't believe so.
Are you afraid of anyone at VGF?
Not particularly.
What are you wearing right now?
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A short-sleeved grey shirt, with jeans. Also, a pair of smart-looking glasses. And, yes, I am wearing underwear.
Are you a bunny?
No. This question is silly.
Can you dance?
Yes, but it's no revolution.
Can you sing?
Yes, but not well.
Can you draw?
Somewhat. I hesitate to say that I'm a proficient artist, for fear of being seriously outclassed by other people. |