LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Rob Wynne
Birthday: June 25, 1970
Current Location: Work.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your fears: being alone. rejection. disappointing people I care about.
Your perfect pizza: loaded with everything. except anchovies. don’t care for anchovies.
Goal for future: get in better shape, for my health.
Your thoughts first waking up today: “ugh. throat is still sore”
Your best physical feature: beats me. I’ll throw that one out to those who have an opinion. 🙂
Your bedtime: Depends. By nature, I’d stay up late, but my job generally means i have to be in bed by 11pm or so.
Your most missed memory: My peevish nature started on this with “How would I know. If I remembered it, it wouldn’t be a missed memory.” but I think what it really wants to know is what do I miss most from my past. And on that subject, I’m really not sure.
Pepsi or Coke: Either.
McDonald’s or Burger King: Neither.
Adidas or Nike: Whatever fits.
Lipton tea or Nestea: Ugh. PG Tips, please, with milk and sugar.
Chocolate or vanilla: Both
Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino. Or Mocha. Mmmm.
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Lie: No. Not if there’s any way to avoid it.
Take a shower: Every day.
Think you’re in love: I know I’m in love.
Believe in yourself: Not always.
LAYER SIX: EVER?
Been on stage: Yep. As recently as last weekend.
Eaten Sushi: Mmm, sushi. Really need to find the budget to go back to Shalotts for dinner. 🙂
Gone skating: Roller skating when I was young.
Dyed your hair: Never have. Not much point now.
Gotten beaten up: Not since high school.
Changed who you were to fit in: I used to do this, but I don’t anymore.
LAYER EIGHT: AGE
Are you old?: In what terms. If I were a mouse, I’d be ancient. If I were a geologic feature, I’d barely be born.
How old are you?: 36
What grade are you in?: I love it when memes reveal they were written by high school students.
What did you do for your last birthday: I don’t recall. I didn’t write anything about it. I do recall that aiela came to visit in July, but I don’t recall what else we did for my birthday proper. I do recall taking the day off of work. I probably just played video games all day.
LAYER NINE: THE OPPOSITE/APPROPRIATE/WHATEVER SEX
Best eye color: Yes.
Best hair color: Yes.
Clothing style: Sure.*
* If you deduce from this that I believe these are silly questions, give yourself 10 points.
LAYER TEN: WHAT WERE YOU DOING
1 minute ago: Checking LJ to remember what, if anything, I did on my birthday last year.
1 hour ago: Working on a login problem for a customer.
1 year ago: Falling apart. Life is much better today than it was this time last year.
LAYER ELEVEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE
I love: my sweeties. Each in their own way.
I feel: sore in the throat, but otherwise pretty well.
I hate: hypocrisy.
I hide: under the covers. Come find me.
I miss: two people who are currently too far away from me.
I need: lunch
I want: an unlimited number of frequent flier miles.
Dyed your hair: Never have. Not much point now.
Nonsense, you’ve got lots of hair. Granted, most of it’s all growing from a limited area of scalp, but lots of hair, especially when it’s long enough to uncurl and show the length. *G*
I oculd maybe get away with a strand of highlight, like
did that time, but I think at this point dying the whole head would look silly.
Besides, I’d have to dye the beard too, and that just sounds like a whole bunch of no fun.
o/~ Gonna dye. Gonna dye, dye, with a “y” ~\\o
Think about the imprecision of your phrasing -- dying your *whole* head would indeed look silly,
unless you’re a member of Blue Man Group. 🙂
Dying a beard sounds like a whole bunch of no fun? I would think dying the non-face/neck head hair would be more trouble. Not that I’ve done either myself. Chosen One used to dye my beard when she was still able. I considered dying my own beard when she became unable to do it, but I haven’t. Yet. I’ve *never* considered tackling dying the rest of my head hair. (But then, the rest of my head hair doesn’t *need* dying like my beard). (:-/
1970? I didn’t realize you were so young. (Anyone born after 1969 is young. Anyone born after 1979 is very young.)
Heh. I get that alot, actually. I suspect part of it may be that, after living with
for 12 years, I got used to hanging out with a group of friends who were 10-15 years older than me. Of course, I tend to be comfortable with people regardless of their age, so it may just be my own personality, too.
I had that same feeling when I was teaching middle school. There were people born in the 80s? How bizarre. I’d thought everyone was born in the 60s and 70s…
What is someone who was born IN 1969?
*If you deduce from this that I believe these are silly questions, give yourself 10 points.
Yaaay! I get 10 points!!
Umm — what am I saving them for? 🙂
What did you have in mind?
You know, I’ve never had a parfait. I don’t know if I’d like one or not.
But I’d sure get together with you and try a taste.
11D is very cute. Perhaps we should put your head under the blanket. You know, the one with the Fluffy Bunnies.
Are you suggesting I’m a monster? 🙂
Hm. You know, it could be taken that way.
Oh dear. We can’t let a serious allegation like that go uncontested and unsubstatiated, can we? Wouldn’t be fair.
I guess we’d just have to get under the blankets and find out. 😛
Is that as much fun as it sounds?
Well, it’s a lot like the parfait. We wouldn’t know for sure until we tried it.
Sounds pretty tasty, though.
1. You and I have the same birthday! Granted, I was born in 1974, but still… 🙂
2. You have answered the “I want” at the end with the best answer I’ve seen in a long time.
I must go and do this meme now, after I get some laundry in the washer.
1. Wheeee. I’ve alwasy been fond of pointing out that Jun 25 is exactly six months to the day from Christmas. Maximum gift spread!
2. I’m acutly aware of the distance between me and places I want to spend more time these days. 🙂
*teehee* we were born on the Anti-Christmas 🙂
I’m glad your life is better now, I’m not touching the covers thing, and may I have your anchovies? 🙂
Thanks, awwww, and sure! 🙂
Actually, I’ve never had a parfait I’ve liked. Sure, the name -means- perfect, but most commercial ones are layer of gelatin and edible oil product masquerading as whipped cream. Wikipedia claims they can be many-layered sundaes, too, but even then . . . why bother? I’ll take one flavour of really good ice cream over layers of conflicting ones and sauces. 🙂 Keep it simple, and all.
As for the Cathar priest . . . haven’t tried one, and don’t plan to. 🙂