I've been tagged by
aoife_hime...
8 random facts about me:
I have a (small) collection of really, really dreadful films, courtesy of various TV/movie crushes - the absolute worst of which is Susan's Plan (feat. Michael Biehn). Fortunately for me, most of Richard Dean Anderson's oeuvre is unavailable to buy in the UK.
I had green tea flavour ice cream last weekend, and it was lovely.
My oldest and most loved toy is a stuffed dog called Sammy, who came free with tokens from Andrex. He looks unbelievably depressed, despite his extensive wardrobe.
I should soon have broadband at home, woohoo!
I grew up - for my first ten years, anyhow - in a hundred-year-old house in the middle of a wood. This sounds more romantic if I phrase it that way than it was in actuality. (But it was a little romantic!)
We had a housemate at college who used to 'borrow' our stuff, repeatedly and without asking. In retaliation, we topped up my ketchup with an entire bottle of tabasco sauce, made some bath foam out of washing-up liquid, water, and PVA glue, and filled an empty shower gel container with Squeezy Cheese. None of these belonged to him, and he never asked if he could use them, so any resulting discomfort was entirely his own lookout.
I adore a quiz show called 'Eggheads'. It's set at about the level I can yell at the TV, "But that's so easy! How can you possibly not know that?!?", thus making me feel brainy.
My favourite perfume is Be Delicious, by Donna Karen. I was attracted initially by the bottle, which is shaped like an apple. It's pretty much the first perfume I've ever consistently worn.
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Also, I will not now be moving to Oxford in June. Chiz chiz, it's the sensible choice, so we have to sign up for another 12 months at the place we're currently renting (with no break clause) - but next year... Yes. More time to plan, find work there, sort various and sundry other things out... all that practical stuff. Ah well. (Means I can go sign up for the
sjficathon now, though!)
edit: Thought I wish I hadn't just had (when mentally working out how I might describe MacGyver): if Jack and Sam had a son, he might well have grown up to be Mac (if you ignore the whole timeline thing). Science, and fishing, and hockey, and bad jokes, and inability to leave a problem alone, and love of being outdoors...
Urgh. Badfic ideas, attacking my brain.
Also, I will not now be moving to Oxford in June. Chiz chiz, it's the sensible choice, so we have to sign up for another 12 months at the place we're currently renting (with no break clause) - but next year... Yes. More time to plan, find work there, sort various and sundry other things out... all that practical stuff. Ah well. (Means I can go sign up for the
edit: Thought I wish I hadn't just had (when mentally working out how I might describe MacGyver): if Jack and Sam had a son, he might well have grown up to be Mac (if you ignore the whole timeline thing). Science, and fishing, and hockey, and bad jokes, and inability to leave a problem alone, and love of being outdoors...
Urgh. Badfic ideas, attacking my brain.

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To be fair, there were three of us, and we thought about it for a long time. He pissed us off for quite a while before we Struck.
Some roommates suck. Some, however, are a delight, and I made some lifelong friendships in that house. Some people I might have liked if I didn't have to live with them. On the whole, men are worse by a factor of several billion. And people who claim to have given up smoking will turn out to be complete liars.
And, how come everyone has heard of green tea ice cream except me? Why have I missed out until now?!? It's a conspiracy.
I can't wait to hear stories.
As for the ice cream, there are two sort-of gourmet ice cream shops close to my school and both of them have green tea ice cream. It makes a refreshing switch from Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ^_^
I've always wanted to know whether my ex-flatmate used the Squeezy Cheese shower gel. It still makes me chuckle. In an evil way. *g* Those were self-inflicting punishments, and fit the crime beautifully - but it can be exhausting to get into all that stuff. Being at war with someone you live with is horrible - you can't get away from it. But, then, if we hadn't done that, I'd have felt angry and resentful about the rotten time we had with this guy. He cheated on his girlfriend, too, fully expecting us to keep his secret for him. Scumbag. Ugh.