Stolen from space and time. (This is me being bored and random, plus testing what a journal looks like on here)

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1. What's your real flavor?

   Banana

2. How?

   Very slowly.

3. An apple appears in front of you?

   No. No it does not.

-Goats may or may not seriously consider you?
Only if left unattended.

-What's your orientation?
Lasers.

-Are you made of any elements not listed in the Periodic Table?
I saw a slight glow in the vast emptiness. It grew to be a radiant sun, and became the other half of my soul. I married her shortly after.

-What do you do, in the bath?
All the ducks are swimming in the waaa-ter. Tra-la-la-la la-doo.

-What is the job or occupation of your least favorite action figure?
Cumquat inspector.

-What do you like about yourself?
23

-Burning?
Purple, I think.

-What did your friends notice about you when they first met you?
Pants full of anti-matter.

-How many chucks?
Everything was waves and patterns of waves. They would flip back and forth, endlessly. They would collect in great masses and then invert. The process slowed to a crawl once it could be perceived. Math, like a hopeful child, begged to measure it, thinking it was valid. We are all still blind, plummeting in imperfect circles, at impossible relative speeds, towards nothing.

-Really?
Eh, probably not, but a guy can hope, right?

-Do you buy product or product accessories?
I have in the past, yet we are still debating who owns who.

-What are your major fears?
Existing.
Not existing.

-Do you have any dreams or goals?
Exist a little more, a little better.

-Sausages?
If I danced for you, would you let me go?