you sit there and think about what you just said to your brother.

well. i haven't updated in about 300 years because you know. busy/important. no, the truth is i just haven't cared to talk about anything in particular... or i'll get inspired at weird times of the day and then by the time i get here... you know how it goes. right now pretty much the reason i'm updating is because it's the last thing on a list of many to keep distance between me and my french paper.

obviously though, this is a pointless entry, so since i just watched an episode of inside the actor's studio, i'll just leave it up to mr. james lipton to direct my line of thoughts with his famous questions.

01. What is your favorite word? right now it's the french word for "writer," which is "l'écrivain." with gusto. but it changes all of the time cos i'm strangely fascinated by languages and etymology.

02. What is your least favorite word? "outfit." you know me...

03. What turns you on? the point at which one's natural talent and his own determination converge to make something totally original.

04. What turns you off? ignorance by design.

05. What is your favorite curse word? fuck.

06. What sound or noise do you love? "here's your medium americano to go."

07. What sound or noise do you hate? when an oboe reed catches on some kind of fabric.

08. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? dance. 'twas a cruel twist of fate that i was born without any natural grace or coordination.

09. What profession would you not like to do? supermarket manager. there are some seriously angry stay at home moms out there.

10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? he'd say to me, "i thought you'd be taller in person."


i'm listening to blueberry boat.