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Writer's Block: Tricky Questions

Feb. 11th, 2009 | 09:48 am
mood: amused amused

What is your first reaction when someone says "I need to talk to you"?
Okay what did I do wrong usually pops into my head.  I always dread those words.

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Writer's Block: Back to School

Feb. 11th, 2009 | 09:45 am
mood: chipper chipper

What fictional high school—from tv, film, or a book—would you most like to attend? Or would you rather never go near high school again, fictional or otherwise?
I would attend Hogwarts.  Got to love the world of Harry Potter.  I would most likely be in Slytherin for some reason.

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Writer's Block: Robotic

Feb. 11th, 2009 | 09:43 am
mood: cheerful cheerful

Who (or what) is your favorite fictional robot?
Wall-E from the latest Pixar movie.  This robot has a romantic streak not to mention very expressive eyes. 

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Writer's Block: Strict Diet

Feb. 11th, 2009 | 09:39 am
mood: amused amused

If you could eat only one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
It would be pizza.  Talk about a food that has all food group items in one.

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Writer's Block: Fearsome

Feb. 11th, 2009 | 09:33 am
mood: scared scared

The boogeyman, global thermonuclear war, being forced to eat broccoli—there's a lot to be afraid of when you're a kid. What was your biggest childhood fear?
How ironic when I think about it that the very thing I used to fear is something I like now.  I used to fear tornadoes with the chaos and destruction it can cause.   I have seen enough footage and movies about such that you got to respect the wind.  I watched Twister a few times since I thought it a great movie.  My second fear was Nuclear War.  Oddly enough that fear still lingers in my mind.

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Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane

Feb. 11th, 2009 | 09:28 am
mood: calm calm

What is your earliest childhood memory?
My earliest childhood memory had to do with me going to the hospital.  I was only a toddler when I split my head on the edge of the coffee table.  Amazing I can even remember such a thing.  Memories can be funny that way.

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