Mr Monkey Jedi (no relation to Mr Monkey Punch Dinosaur) has tagged me. So, in case you don't yet know me well enough...
My earliest memory is… My mum hunging out wet sheets on the clothesline when I was about 3 years old, the sheets flapping and billowing against the blue sky.
At high school I… hid in the library in order to avoid being bashed up (it didn't work).
My first relationship was… not until I was 25.
I wish I’d never worn… drag.
My mother told me… that Mother's Day was a capitalist plot.
I wish I had... the ability to budget and save/a good memory for names/a boyfriend.
My most humiliating moment was... my so-called best friend humiliating me in front of a bunch of mates in Year 9 by pouring a bucket of cow shit over me.
At home I cook… Cook? I'm sorry, I don't understand this concept. Please explain.
My last meal would be… Mum's homemade roast lamb with all the trimmings.
I’m very bad at… saying no to new projects.
When I was a child… I wore glasses, had long hair and wore green obsessively.
The book that changed my life is… Edmund White's A Boy's Own Story and/or The Joy of Gay Sex, or Paul Monette's beautiful, heartbreaking Becoming a Man: Half a Life Story.
It’s not fashionable, but I love… pretty much anything I wear; fashion and I have never been on first-name terms.
Friends say I am… witty, accepting, intelligent, caring and complex (I checked my Johari window to find out).
The song I’d like played at my funeral is… 15 years ago I wanted 'Solsbury Hill' by Peter Gabriel and 'Bela Lugosi's Dead' by Bauhaus. I really should update my funeral plans. How about 'Viðrar Vel Til Loftárása' by Sigur Ros?
If only I could… fly.
The last big belly laugh I had was… last night watching Stephen K. Amos, which was sorely needed after a stresful and quite frankly miserable week.
What I don’t find amusing is… Australia's Funniest Home Videos.
I’m always being asked… "You're such a nice guy, why don't you have a boyfriend?" Hello, if I knew the fucking answer to that question do you think I'd still be bloody single?!
If I wasn’t me… I'd be an oak tree.
At the moment I’m listening to… the MCV staff stressing on production day; the traffic on Bridge Road; and the the sound of my fingers on the keyboard.
My favourite work of art is… The Dying Gaul.
If I were a car I’d be… a hearse.
I often wonder… why people delude themselves into thinking that there's a god.
I often wonder (2)... why otherwise sane, rational people vote Liberal.
And now I tag... the lovely Clem.
1 comment:
My mother told me that too. She hates Mother's Day.
She also told me that Brownies was a cult, and wouldn't let me join.
Our mums obviously rule. And we don't have to stress out pre-Mother's Day like everyone else.
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