Because I need *some* content here: three questions meme

[jaala]

Ask me 3 questions. Go on, ask.

[I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more, no less.

Ask me anything you want.

Then I want you to go to your journal, and copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.]

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[madrigalia.livejournal.com]

1. What music seems like it's describing you? (Piece, genre, group, whatever.)

2. What's your most surreal memory?

3. What websites do you visit regularly?

Hmm

[jaala]

1. What music seems like it's describing you? (Piece, genre, group, whatever.)

Ooh, that's a tough one. I identify to some degree with a heck of a lot of music. Uh... "Not Too Big" by Ron Sexsmith, "It Must Be So" from Bernstein's Candide, "Easier In May" by Glenn McGuire (whom I'm sure you've never heard of), "Song of the Candle" by Stan Rogers, "This Is Where It Ends" by Barenaked Ladies, and on and on. (There must be some cheerful examples as well.) For some reason, the examples I can bring to mind at the moment are mostly folk /singer-songwriter--which in no way implies that other genres do not enthrall, inspire, entertain, or reduce me to tears.

2. What's your most surreal memory?

I have surreal moments all the time. I can tell you one of my strangest memories--and also one of the most unpleasant--but I'm not really sure if it would be considered surreal. My sleep patterns tend to get severely out of whack. On my first night in a sleep clinic (in 1998 I believe) I had to lie there in the dark, unable to sleep, overheated, covered in wires and straps and sweat-soaked sensors, without anything to do for six hours before I finally drifted off. I don't know how I could have coped if I hadn't been wearing a watch, because I "amused" myself by counting the ticks.

Then there was the time in English class that I had to play (without rehearsals!) a character in a scene from a Sam Shepard play. I was absolutely terrified about acting in front of others but had nevertheless ended up in the most bizarre role. I had to cover my face, neck, and hands in green face paint, suddenly run into the room screaming my head off, and collapse on the floor in exhaustion before rising and speaking my first lines. I was so relieved at having made it through the screaming that I fell down too heavily and unknowingly cut my face with my glasses. Quite winded, I barely made it through the rest of the scene. Worse still, the class and the teacher were regarding me with increasing horror... for reasons I would only discover afterwards. I can laugh about it now, but not without a touch of nausea.

3. What websites do you visit regularly?

Very few, at the moment. Livejournal is the most frequently checked. There's Google, of course. After that, I dunno... cbc.ca? I tend to obsess over a given topic for a certain amount of time and visit all the sites I can find, and then switch (or switch back) to another topic.