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On a more positive note (uh, sort of, and with an apology to new people who've just started watching) I deserve a fucking medal for the number of drunk people I liberated from my bathroom tonight.

Diane had a party and despite the sign on the door that clearly stated "DO NOT TURN THE KNOB, YOU WILL GET LOCKED IN," apparently the thing to do was turn the knob. I dunno, maybe they just needed to check and see if the sign was for real. Yes the sign was for real. If you want to know more about my bathroom and its magical locking capacity, check out this entry right here. It explains all.

So anyway, I am not party people, and also I'm kind of done with the college party thing. I am old at 23 and turn into the most socially awkward person ever. Lisa suggested I try to talk to people by using the line "I'm at a crossroads and having a quarter-life crisis, want to talk about it?"

What I ultimately did was hide in my room and fall asleep until the fuckers who kept locking themselves in the bathroom woke me up by banging on the door. And then Diane was all drunk as shit and going "Oh MAn the TOIlet's OVERfloWEd!" and I was like "oh for fuck's sake," so I had to fix it because god knows no one else was capable and then I had to shout at a dude twice to "OH MY GOD PUT DOWN THE FUCKING MANNEQUIN."

I hate parties.

1. how did you and your boyfriend meet?

donburi and I actually met when I was a freshman in high school -he was a friend of my sophomore AD. Awesomely, I don't remember meeting him at all, so I can neither confirm nor deny this event, but we met sometime in 1997. Anyway, about 2.5 years later,

agamemnon183 talked me into going to an anime convention. As the legend goes, I walked into the hotel room and Don was standing there dressed as Seifer and my brain went "hee hee he's cute :F." (Bob shut up. :p) Remarkably fail-tastic attempts at flirting went on between both of us.

And then we never saw each other again. :)

Have you seen this guy? WHO WAS THAT MASKED MAN?

2. what are your top three favorite books?

Ummm...this is hard. I love so many books, so I'll just pick the first three that come to mind as being extra special.

1- Life After God by Douglas Coupland. There's a lot in this book that isn't exactly my personal creed, but things that have helped me get through some stuff. I found it completely by accident in a used book store and it's been precious to me ever since.

2- Microserfs, by Douglas Coupland (noticing a trend? He's the only author whose stuff I read with some consistency). This book made me so incredibly happy I couldn't even explain it. I think it's the best love story I've ever read, and that's also because it isn't exactly a love story in a conventional sense. I guess a lot in his writing speaks to me and feels very warm and familiar while still being a bit bizarre.

3- The Things They Carried, by Tim O'Brien / Me Talk Pretty One Day, by David Sedaris. The former was something I had to read for a class in college and I started it and couldn't put it down. It's another thing that touched me in ways I can't entirely explain; I guess I just have a particularly strong interest in the Vietnam war and this portrayal of it was just so oddly poignant to me. The latter never fails to have me falling over myself in laughter, and I read it in one go on a flight to Japan.

3. what is your favorite food?

Y'all expect me to say Poptarts, but the truth is that they are second only to the majesty that is TONKATSU.

Tonkatsu is breaded pork-cutlet with this specific sauce. Tonkatsu is the food of angels and demons alike.

I would kill 17 people if it meant a continuous and uninterrupted event of Tonkatsu every day of my life. I pretty much did eat it every day for lunch the spring I was in Japan. It's also the only thing requiring any skill that I'm very good at cooking.

And then comes the cinnamon-brown sugar poptarts that compose most of my physical makeup these days. And MEAT. Delicious MEAT.

4. when did your food issues start?

I remember a specific day that I started to wonder about my stomach, and if I had a calendar from 2002 to I could probably pinpoint it, but it was at the beginning of my sophomore year in college. I've always been weird around food, just because I'm picky and not a snacky person, but as a first year I never ate breakfast, and then the following summer I worked in a hospital kitchen which was all sorts of food horror and I can never eat oatmeal again oh god oh god.

What it largely turned out to be was IBS caused by stress. And obviously, as you know, I'm an easily and constantly stressed little person. So my stomach would hurt and it wouldn't stop and that would make me nervous, and that would make it hurt more and it would just keep going in circles. Looking back, it was about then that my OCD (which had previously just been very peripheral) started to get really bizarre, and I did the dumbass thing of reading "Fast Food Nation" which scarred me for life because this one kid's BRAIN MELTED FROM E.COLI. So then my stomach was hurting, food ate people, I was stressing like crazy over a paper on Daoism and at one point, and after Rebecca and I spent a week eating almost nothing but Keebler Toast & Peanut Butter crackers, I pretty much stopped eating altogether. It turns out that was a bad idea and I lost ten pounds and I went home and my mom was like "WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOURSELF?!" And I was like "...uh...oops. :("

This is also when we established I had an anxiety disorder.

My theory is that this all never showed up prior to that time because until college, I was doing Karate twice a week for like seven years. I was much more physically active, and also, uh...my parents gave me food, and that sort of thing tends to stave off the depraved fabulousity that is my OCD/anxiety. :F

And that is the very long answer. :)

5. do you think it's possible to acknowledge faith in god and not possess it?

I definitely do, as much as I think it's possible to acknowledge some people don't possess faith in god and accept that I do. I heard once that someone said that if it was concretely proved that there wasn't a God, religion would cease to exist, and the same would happen if it was concretely proved that there was.

For me, my faith is something I often make jokes about and play very close to my chest, but it's also very important to me. I have a lot of friends who are atheistic or agnostic, and I've talked to them about it. I think it's really interesting and that it needs to be recognized that people will always differ on the subject.

I know there are atheist Jews, too, and one of the things I really like about being Jewish is that part of the nature of it is to question God and be in constant debate and dialogue. That makes it a little easier for me; the idea that faith is a conversation and you can choose whether or not to talk.

...I think I digressed there. :F

I like the interview meme game! And now I'm going back to bed.

Edit: On why I have the best friends ever:

nymeria: you make me lol when skies are grey. like superman, only not a dick.

kleptoneko: *HUG!*

kleptoneko: just because

kleptoneko: it'd be better if i can give you a real one, but other than sending out a creepy hugging doll (that may malfunction and crush you to death), it's the best i can do at the moment