2. I am about as much of a big mass/mess of contradictions as most people.
Therefore, it is difficult to summarize. Perhaps my answers to the other questions here shed some light on this.
My best compliment ever was probably when my former bully said I was "a person of character and steel."
Things I aspire to:
If I am not for myself, who will be for me?
If I am not for others, what am I?
And if not now, when?
- Rabbi Hillel
Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
- Helen Keller
You got to have a dream,
If you don't have a dream,
How you gonna have a dream come true?
- South Pacific
I want to have fascinating wrinkles like I imagine the speaker has in that poem "When I am an old woman I shall wear purple," a lovely celebration of doing what you like regardless of conventions.
I am yoyoing, quixotic, and bourgeois
Always stopping to smell the roses, watch the hummingbirds, and listen to the crickets.
Proofreading. In grad school, Spellcheck frequently annoyed me; its dictionary is so small, I got tired of telling it "no, I don't want to replace that word with one of your options, please add my word to the dictionary." And what's with the grammar check? It doesn't like long sentences, no matter how grammatically correct. I wonder what it would do with some of the ones I had to diagram in my syntax class, heh heh.
Collecting random facts ... don't know how useful that is, though people keep telling me I should try out for Jeopardy! I'm also good at Scrabble and Trivial Pursuit.
Taking care of my teeth - my dentist is actually envious.
Noticing a striking detail, outside or inside.
Traveling prepared for anything ... used to pack everything but the kitchen sink, now can travel fairly light. I am now much better at traveling unprepared and handling unexpected problems than I was before living in Chile.
Picking things up with my feet.
Procrastinating (the Internet makes this too easy, though I can procrastinate impressively with books, random tasks that seem terribly important at the time, or worrying/daydreaming/thinking about something other than whatever it was I sat down to do)
I am not very good at getting outside my comfort zone, in general. And, unfortunately, I am not very technical, being of the "the computer's not doing what I want, time to get my axe" school.
That I go "hmm" a lot.
A taxi driver in Ireland once asked me if I was Slavic because I had eyes like the first woman he ever loved, who was Czech. So maybe my oči černé :). Ah, I miss Ireland.
b)Casablanca, Ninotchka, The Princess Bride, Cinema Paradiso, Ordinary People (I think the movie actually has better character development than the novel), The Shawshank Redemption, La Historia Oficial, Jean de Florette/Manon of the Spring, Shall We Dance (original Japanese version), Smoke Signals, Dogma, Sneakers, Ladron Que Roba a Ladron. Most recently, was blown away by Slumdog Millionaire.
c)Spanish guitar (especially Segovia), Beethoven ("or one of *that* crowd"), Tom Lehrer, U2, Bon Jovi, the Rolling Stones, the Beatles, Bob Marley, jazz (especially Duke Ellington and Miles Davis), Irish fiddle, Inti-Illimani, Carlos Gardel, street musicians when they're good.
d)(non-psychoactive)mushrooms, French onion soup, dark chocolate (REAL chocolate - I am a complete snob about this), gnocchi, a good salad, Argentine empanadas and milanesas. I like at least a couple of things from every type of cuisine I've tried, and almost everything from some, such as Greek food. I'm not a vegetarian but I eat like one half the time; basically I just try for everything in moderation. I don't like most creamy things, most candy, and foods that are spicy-hot to the point of not being able to taste anything you eat afterward. Ask about my Cartesian coordinate system of ranking food if you're interested.
my fears and regrets (too much, but getting better)
the natural world
food. not in an obsessive way, I just enjoy it heartily and like to try new ones.
Queen Latifah was recruited for a track and field team, heard someone gossiping about her in the ladies' room and went in to tell them off.
She exits to my old elementary school playground. There are groups of elegantly dressed people standing around. A father and child are looking at a small slanted tree that had somehow grown up in the shade of a big leaning tree [the latter is on the playground in real life]. They comment about how sad it is that the school is going to have to cut the little tree down because it's suffocating, two trees compete and they can no longer grow. There is a hollow in the tree, and there's a huge, ugly snail in it. The snail senses that the tree is going to go, so it starts urgently trying to work its way out of the tree but it's too fat or something; it wriggles this way, that way, it finally emerges, and now it's a duck. The duck jumps out of the tree into the now-irrigated schoolyard and swims away.
I woke up from this dream cheering "go, duck!" :)
If you are looking for IM sex, I am sure many people here would be interested but it's not my thing.