Some People Actually Know This Blog Exists (Much To My Surprise)

I was flabbergasted when I discovered that my blog was linked to in a blog I read regularly. Stories About my Underpants (great name, by the way) mentioned my site at the end of a questionnaire (thanks!) she answered for an award she one. I have nothing to post today so I'm just going to answer the same questions and pretend like I'm being recognized for something too. Because I'm special. People just don't know it yet.

Who is your favorite author, and why?

I have many favorites and can't pick just one. I appreciate the humor of Jenny Lawson and Tina Fey, the horror of Stephen King and John Green's writing style.

What is one book that you would recommend to someone else, and why?

The Fault in Our Stars by John Green because it is beautiful and sad and funny. Also, The Hobbit because it's my favorite book.

Here is also where I plug my book blog.

What is your favorite movie, and why?

I love the movie When Harry Met Sally. I've seen it more than I can count. Also Jaws, Jurassic Park and The Princess Bride are favorites.

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

I would stay where I am because my family is here. But I wouldn't mind a vacation home somewhere warm for the winter.

If you could have dinner with anyone (dead or alive) who would it be, and why?

I'd like to have dinner with Gene Kelly because I would have him show me some of his amazing dance moves.

If today was the last day of your life, how would you choose to spend it?

I'm terrible at these kinds of questions. Can I spend it not knowing it's my last day? It makes anything I would choose to do pretty lame.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

My inability to finish things I start. I say often "I'd like to try that!" So I buy or gather the things I need... and then I don't try that.

What impact do you want to leave on the world?

A non shitty one? If I can at least not make the world worse that's about all I can ask for.

What is one fear that is holding you back?
The fear of plummeting to my doom is keeping me from skydiving. But some fears are good. Like, I'm afraid of venomous snakes but I don't feel like it's holding me back. It's called self-preservation, people.

If someone wrote a book about your life, what would the title be?

"The Girl Who Spent Too Much Time On The Internet and Watching Doctor Who." It would be like "The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo" except for the parts where people do stuff. So actually not at all.