Listening:
"Never Seen Blue," Tori Amos
"At the Heart of It All," Nine Inch Nails
"Fetisha," Orgy
"Out of Space (Techno Underworld Remix)," Prodigy
"Son Sourrit Pale," Ekova
"The Becoming," NIN
"Van Diemen's Land," U2
"Sword of Islam," Delerium
"Coyahoga," REM
"Take to the Sky," Tori
"Gone, Still," NIN
"Today," Smashing Pumpkins
"At My Most Beautiful," REM
"South Side," Moby
"Complainte de la Butte," Rufus Wainwright
"Ruiner," NIN
I'd rather be playing in the rain
Considering: getting a latte
Desiring: rain
Enjoying: procrastinating

So I've been wishing I could post something substantial here but I have had shit for time this week. And the month is just starting. I should be working but this morning has been hell so here I am...wasting time before lunch.

Spell your first name backwards:
Ydobon
The story behind your user name:
I had this fantasy, developed somewhere between junior high and high school of being nobody...nothing. Taking up no space. Being an entity of thought and observation, but nothing tangible. This would facilitate what critics call "spying." I didn't/don't want to learn people's dirty secrets, I just want to observe them without them knowing they were being watched.

Two things pushed that in weird directions - an excerpt from Octavio Paz's Mascara's Mexicanas where he asserts that it is native to Mexicans to take a lesser role to others, not necessarily to be subservient, but just to be unintrusive. And of course Emily Dickenson's poem "I'm Nobody!"

The idea has warped itself quite a bit over time, but it's still something I play with when my brain is on overdrive for no good reason.

Where do you live? Los Angeles, CA
Describe yourself in four words:
Blunt, Independent, Thoughtful, Hopeful

Describe your...
Wallet: Black leather from Hot Topic, "FREAK" is stamped on it. It snaps shut and has a hook for a chain I lost long ago.
Coffee cup:
Work: aluminum grey travel mug my dad gave me two Christmases ago.
Home: Several - large handpainted thing with flowers and stuff, souveneir mug from SeaWorld with my middle name on it that my mom bought, cracked blue thing with theatre masks. Others that I can't remember because they're at my parent's house.
Underwear: um, today it's a huge pair of white cotton things. I'm somewhat careless of the undies I buy and usually choose to err on the side of getting ones that are too freakin huge
Boots:
Not wearing them currently. But I own a pair of knee-high vinyl things curtesy of Space Dog, and a shorter pair with heels that are red (honestly not sure if they're leather, never thought to look) bought by my Molasses.
CD in stereo right now:
See above for RealJukeBox playlist. At home I think it's NIN and some Delirium.
Tattoos:
None currently. Never thought terribly seriously about getting one, but should I desire one I think my proclivities would lead to something dragon-like and/or stylized on Aztec pictograms of different gods. My favorites being Tlotel, Huitzlopotchli and Coatlique.
Hair:
Too damned long, big time split ends. shit brown.

Who or what (was/is/are)...
In my mouth:
currently - teeth, tongue
past - jeez how far back?
future - um... eventually a "drinking meal" and maybe later a latte. Possibly another banana.
In my head:
Not very much and altogether too much. My hands are cold, worries about money, war, deficits, the future of my job/company, gaming, email, taxes etc. *shrug* not thinking about too much beyond this thing.
Wishing:
A solution to the madness of the world around me.
Talking to:
At the moment, no one. The most recent real conversation was probably this morning with Molasses. But that was a morning conversation and thus not really much of a conversation.
Eating:
Nothing at the moment.
If you could get away with it and murder anyone, who and for what reason? Right now I'm not in a frame of thought to think killing anyone would actually do anything good. That said there are some people I wouldn't mind seeing tossed off the planet so they trouble us no longer - rapists, murders, Osama, Dick Chaney...
What's next to you:
to either side not much. To my left is a little trash bucket and past that is one of my coworker.
Something you're looking forward to in the upcoming month:
An anniversary, a birthday (not mine), another anniversary, another birthday, visitors, a wedding. Possibly more visiting if I can arrange it.

Something that you are deathly afraid of:
Spiders. Phantasmagoria.

Do you like candles?:
Yep
Do you like hot wax?:
yep.
Do you like incense?:
Some. Some smells pretty bad. And I don't like it too thick.

Do you like the taste of blood?:
Yes.
Do you believe in love?:
Yes.
Do you believe in soul mates?:
I'm skeptical. But maybe, just maybe two people can cause each other to be soul mates.
Do you believe in love at first sight?:
Nope
Do you believe in heaven?:
Er... Not exactly.
Do you believe in forgiveness?:
This question leaves a lot to be desired, but yeah.
Do you believe in God?:
*sigh* Yeah, sure.
What do you want done with your body when you die?:
cremated and then scattered to the four winds.
Who is your worst enemy?:
me, I guess.

What are five cities you wouldn't mind relocating to?:
hmm.. Not that they beat LA, but... San Francisco, Portland, Edingburgh, London, Guadalajara
What are some of your favorite pig out foods?:
Jeez... favorite.. did I mention I'm on a diet? um, finger food: salty stuff like chips especially with a thick creamy sauce or salsa, nachos, crackers and cheese
sugary stuff is more in drinks but I love rice crispy treats, and I love a good latte with flavoring
What's something that you wish people would understand?:
That solutions should always thought out beyond the end, there will always be complications and consequences and if we entrust someone else to come up with the plan they will eventually lie to us. Partly for gain, partly for our own sanity, but they *will* lie and we *must* not allow it.
What's something you wish you could understand better?:
tons of things...the desire for marriage and kids, "normalcy," why people think they can fix their problems by killing someone else, Bush's hard on for "getting" Saddam, what the hell happened to the War on Terrorism, Republicans
Who's someone you miss that you haven't seen in a long time?:
Um lots of people, espcially the ones who moved to PA. Bells and Footfalls, Jester, Mme. Black, glitterfaery

I. YOUR FIRST KISS
How old were you?:
18
Where did it happen?:
Back of someone's car on the way from Oakland to San Francisco
When did it happen?:
The weekender, I believe USC was to play against Cal the next day.
Who initiated the kiss?:
I totally don't remember. Probably him.
Was there a second kiss with that same person later?:
That night was full of 'em.

II. YOUR FRIENDS LIST
Ever dated anyone who's in your Journalscape list?:
nope
Would you consider dating anyone on your Journalscape list?:
doubt it.
Have you kissed anyone on your Journalscape list?:
yep
Based on all the things you've read in their journals, which of your Journalscape list folks do you think is the most romantic (apart from yourself)?:
uhm... god. I dunno. The guys don't really write about it much, but I bet they could be pretty effective if they wanted to be.

III. THE BEST TIMES
What were the circumstances of the best kiss you ever shared with anyone?: The first time I kissed a girl. I had a huge crush on her and when she took my head in her hands I felt like liquid fire and complete surrender at the same time. It was like pressing my lips to the side of a rose bud, gentle, soft and firm all at the same time.
Briefly describe the best date you ever had:
Hmm since most of the people I could possible have been on "dates" with have always been people I all ready jumped into bed with it's really hard to say. Concert dates are pretty killer though. Portisehead with Northern Lad and Tool with my Molasses are up there.
What's the most romantic gift you ever gave anyone you were dating?:
hmm. A *very* expensive dinner at a place called the Hobbit in Orange. Astoundingly good food in deceptive portions - you don't realize how much you've eaten or drunk until you waddle outside and are full to the brim of the excellent cuisine and more than a little tipsy on the wonderful wine and sweet champagne.
What is the most romantic gift you've ever gotten from anyone?:
well the non-tangibles have always beat out solid things. My boy promising he'd always support and love me pretty much beats the hell out of anything else.

IV. THE WORST TIMES
What were the circumstances of the worst kiss you ever shared?:
hmm, well ignoring people who didn't know how to kiss, I guess it was the first time I kissed Molasses, primarily because we banged teeth.
Have you ever done something stupid that caused a relationship to end?:
So I've been told.

V. OTHER ROMANTIC STUFF
What's the most romantic season?:
winter
What's your favorite romantic movie?:
Probably Shakespeare in Love It's just hard to beat the bard....
Who is the best leading man in romantic movies?:
oh gosh... um... probably Ray Fiennes?
Who is the best leading woman in romance movies?:
ack... um. Well I've really come to like Cate Blanchett, but not just for romances...
Who is the most romantic TV couple?:
Well I still don't own a TV, but I try to watch The West Wing regularly. Though the stupid signal got fucked this week and so Squire's ReplayTV fouled it up and we missed huge chunks. *curses*
Oh, right. Couple. um... Jeb and Abbey Bartlet
What's your favorite romantic song?:
(listening to it now, so for right this instant) "Complainte de la butte," Rufus Wainwright prolly cause it's mostly in French };>
If you could take a boy/girlfriend to any country in the world for a weekend of romance, what country would you choose?:
Somewhere sunny and gorgeous, like maybe American Samoa or the Virgin Islands. Failing that, Big Sur.
If you could describe the key to a good romance in five words or less, what would it be?:
Patience, Commonality, Communication, Trust, Passion

There, done.