Sunday, 28 February 2010

Life gets in the way again

So it’s been 5 days since my last blog post.  I had started writing a post on hypocrisy (mostly mine) a few days ago.  Then I picked Girl Child up after school on Wednesday with a fever and I still have my cold too so really wasn't motivated to blog.

On Thursday  I found out a good friend had her first baby via an emergency caesarean and he is quite unwell.  A baby in NICU, intubated (breathing tube) and sedated kind of brings the crappy hypocrisy post into perspective.

I’m a little peeved that I cannot see J or Baby E as yesterday the Dr  said that Girl child might have a parainfluenza virus which leads to croup etc and there is no way I am going to go near them until it runs its course.  It could take up to 10 days.  Thankfully Girl Child’s temp has been been lower since last night but she has been in tears 3 times this morning about breakfast.

I need to pass on my congratulations to J and C on the birth of Baby E.


I’m hoping to hear that Baby E is getting less oxygen and sedation but I know from things I have read that the NICU / SCN journey is often 2 steps forward, one step back so I am expecting that.  I wish there is something I could do for J and Baby E but at the moment it’s not really possible.  I would hate to give J or Baby E this virus that I have or that Girl Child has (maybe it’s the same bug?) and cause Baby E’s stay in NICU to be longer than it should be.

So anyone got any ideas on how to help my friend given i can’t go near her for probably another 5 days?

Someone has suggested snack food for the hospital, and magazines to read.  I was thinking driving her to the hospital when her husband goes back to work.  I know he was a big boy (almost 4.5kgs) and J said she needs to get singlets in the next size up too.

Any other ideas?

Tuesday, 23 February 2010

What should I be if I grow up?

I’ve had a cold.  And that has lead to me being tired and grumpy, which in turn has lead to some navel gazing.  What do I want to be if I grow up?  Now some people would believe that after almost 14.5 years of marriage and 2 children I would be grown up already.  But seriously I am no closer to knowing what I want out of life now than I was when I left high school.

And when I left high school I went straight into a fulltime job in the the Public sector while studying part time.  Which really didn't leave that much time for wondering what I was going to be if / when I grew up.

Then of course there was the whole meeting Mr E., getting engaged, getting married, finishing Uni, etc, etc. which brings us to now. 

I seriously don’t feel as though I am grown up.  I guess as you get older you feel the same and it seems as though everyone around you is changing but you aren’t.  Or maybe that is just me.  Maybe I am stuck being juvenile as everyone else matures.  I’m sure people who know me in real life would agree with that.

But the whole being sick thing does my head in and I end up wondering possibly deep and meaningful things like:

What have I done here?  Has my life made any difference? So what do i do during this time of snot, headaches and introspection?

Instead of working out who I am and what I want to be, I am back volunteering at school – running book club again (third year in a row) and have nominated for the school board.  And yes I have been helping in Girl Childs class too.

What should I be when I grow up?  Will I ever get over this weird obsessive urge to volunteer? It’s not like I don't work.  Okay, I don’t work full time and I’m never going to win any prizes for my domestic or gardening ability.  Maybe I volunteer to get out of the house so I don't have to do the house and garden stuff.  And maybe I’m never going to grow up.

What about you?

Saturday, 20 February 2010

5,000 question survey: 201 to 250

After a number of February Funk posts I thought I would try to get back on track… so here are the next lot of questions.


201. Put these creatures in order from what you would least like to be reincarnated as (1), to what you would most like to be reincarnated as (10) assuming reincarnation ended up existing AND you were given a choice.
caterpillar, house dog, wild dog, vulture, male human, female human, oak tree, rock, manta ray, dolphin

1 Rock, Caterpillar, vulture, wild dog, oak tree, manta ray, house dog, female human, male human, dolphin 10

202. What do you feel unworthy of?

How much time do you have?

203. Would you rather be remembered for having done something for humanity or being a really nice person?
Being nice

204. Which do you value more: science or intuition?


205. Your best friend and your significant other are in the hospital at the same time with the same ailment. Who do you visit first?


206. Does the universe revolve around human beings?

No but many people think it revolves around them!

207. If you are no longer a virgin, do you wish you still were?


208. Who is your favourite poet of those who are alive right now?

I don’t read poetry

209. What is your favourite song from the 90's?

No clue... I like songs but never remember what they are called, who they are by or when they were released.

210. If you were in alphabet soup what letter would you be?


211. Do you believe in fairies, ghosts, aliens, angels, dwarves, elves, etc.?

I do believe in fairies, I do, I do...sorry Peter Pan moment there. I don’t know really.

212. What makes you want to be someone’s friend?

All sorts of things – their friendliness, send of humour, loyalty ability to put up with me...

213. Do you troll around the Internet harassing people anonymously for fun?

Nope. I don’t think that is fun.

214. Have you ever seen the movie A Man Who Fell to Earth?

I don’t think so.

215. What is your favourite line from a movie?

Don’t have one.

216. What's your favourite video game?

Old school one? The space invader types ones.

217. Have you ever taken something that wasn't yours?

Yes. And I felt very guilty.

218. What is one phrase people say that irritates you?

At the moment: Hard the F@#$ Up.

219. You allow strangers to read your diary, but would you let your parents read it?

I doubt they would be able to find it.

220. Hot steamy bubble bath or quick in and out shower?

Bubbles definitely

221. Are you allergic to anything?

Not that I am aware of.

222. What is your favourite Terminator movie?

Terminator 2.

223. What is your favourite fast food?

Hot chips

224. What would someone have to do to get you to never speak to him or her again?

Depends on how close the person was.

225. Would (or have) you ever whip someone or be whipped by someone in bed?

Nope and nope.

226. Have you ever said 'I hate everyone' and really meant it literally?

I’m sure I did as a teenager.

227. Why do some people want to get more money than they could ever spend?


228. Have you ever won a carnival fish?

A what? A goldfish?

229. Did it live more than a week?

Haven’t had one.

230. What's the best sounding accent a person can have?

Ohhhh very tough. French, Italian, Spanish, Irish, Scottish, Welsh and English can all sound good. I guess it depends what the sexy man is saying to me.

231. What's the most boring thing you've ever read?

Some textbooks.... I used to fall asleep when studying at Uni. Oops.

232. Do you prefer buttons or touch screens?


233. Do you think there is a lot of similarity between the Harry Potter books and the Lord of the Rings series?

Some but not necessarily a lot once you move past the magic, elves etc.

234. Would you consider yourself to be naive?

In some ways yes.

235. Which of your friends is most likely to go to jail?

I would hope none of them. Can’t see it of anyone of them actually.

236. What is the smallest amount of money that could be in a public toilet that would make you reach in and grab it?

If the toilet hadn’t already been flushed then I wouldn’t reach in at all. But otherwise umm ...I don’t know I think I might just switch toilets.

237. Would you ever wear real fur?

I don’t think so. Fur or faux fur does not appeal to me at all.

238. Arachnophobia or Eight Legged Freaks?

Arghhhh... Big Spiders scare me.

239. What are your feelings about police officers?

Some men like great in uniform! Oh, police officers themselves? They do a job I wouldn’t be able to do and I am grateful.

240. What is your favourite line from a song?
It really depends on my mood.

241. Is fifty dollars a lot of money?
On some days it is.

242. Do you like the band Front 242 (

I don’t think I would have, after reading the article.

243. Would you rather have fame, money, or self-satisfaction?

Self –satisfaction

244. What's your middle name?


245. What is the absolute limit, the craziest thing you would do for a million dollars?

Sleep with George Clooney?

246. Are you good, evil or neutral?

I hope good. I believe the majority of people are inherently good.

247. Should ebonics ( be considered a language?

From the wiki link I would think a dialect perhaps rather than a language in itself. But I don’t know anything about it other than that Wiki link.

248. What colour is your bedroom?

What colour would you like it to be?


249. When are you planning to move to a new home?

Not in the next few years.

250. If you added up the cost of everything in the room with you, approximately what would it come out to be?

$2000.00 maybe?

Thursday, 18 February 2010

Doing my head in…

Boy child that is.  His Aspie-ness is in full flight at the moment.  Or maybe it’s just I’m tired and grumpy.

Girl child has only slept through the night 4 times since the week before school went back.  I am worried about my friend W.  And I don’t know – the anniversary of my mothers death, the one for my Dad is next month, needing to do stuff but just not motivated, etc, etc.

A few weeks ago I was actually wondering if I had done Boy Child a disservice by getting a diagnosis for him.  Most people just think he is quirky and I’m not about to tell them differently if it isn't relevant to his or their lives.  Maybe that’s the wrong way to go about it but that’s what we have done and I don't know if it’s wrong or right or whatever.

So what is Boy child doing that is doing my head in? Nothing major just small stuff.  Here are things from yesterday.

The rant about Queenie the elephant from the Melbourne zoo.  And how it wasn't her fault the trainer died and then they put her down etc, etc.  I actually agree with him but he wouldn’t let it go!

He started a 5 week Yoga / Meditation course for ASD kids.  So he had to wear loose clothing.  This was another discussion – those track pants are too short, these are school ones, my shorts stretch, etc.  Obviously the clothes he can wear at the moment has again changed and I (because he will only shop for shirts) need to go and buy clothes he will wear.  Refusal to wear shoes.  Whatever…

I explained that there could be kids there like the boy he had in his class in Year 3 who he did not get on with.  Mainly due to the touching, pants dropping and other behaviours Boy Child couldn't cope with.  His response “Oh great they are all going to be like him aren’t they?”  No mate, they could be like you but they could be touchy – feely.  “Well I hope they are like me!”  Get there and he walks straight into a room (luckily it’s the correct one) and apparently says to the kid next to him: “So do you have Aspergers?” I think we need to work on tact again.

He really doesn’t like the class. They made him touch his ears and massage his feet.  All not good for a touch sensitive boy. He said he wanted to do this course… it was billed as  teaching children how to focus their attention when they need to and how to recognise when they are going off-course. They will start to learn how to relax and how to control their bodies. He wanted to do it.

I explained that it was hopefully going to help him relax and maybe get to sleep. “I don’t have problems getting to sleep.” What about the holidays when you were still awake at 2 am? “I do sleep before 2 am.  I’ve been to sleep earlier the week before school went back.”  Yeah okay…. that’s why you are often still up at midnight. Technically he is right 12am is earlier than 2am. But the hair splitting is getting to me.

Then there was the conversation about religion started by a discussion of someone with a cross on their head for Ash Wednesday.  “Well my religion is anti-religion!”  This is were I unfortunately channel my mother.  It’s not what you said it’s how you said it.  So smugly.  That is rude.  Argh.

This mornings discussion is about band.  He plays a large instrument and is expected to take the mouthpiece from his instrument and play the schools instrument.  But no.  I have to take the instrument to school and take it down to his building because he doesn't like the school one.  Apparently it’s old, dented, dirty and smells! So he refuses to touch it. I have enough trouble getting Girl Child to school and I have to take this instrument as well?  Arghhh…

This afternoon I am going to find the band teacher and see if we can take the school instrument home and wash it.  Maybe then I wouldn’t be stuck lugging the huge thing around school every week.

As I said it’s all small stuff.  Maybe I’m too permissive.  Maybe it’s just because I’m tired and grumpy but seriously I am over it. 

And now I am going to have a nap!

Tuesday, 16 February 2010

Blog This: Comfort Food Challenge

'Blog about your comfort food.  What is it?  Do you make it?  How did you stumble upon it?  Is it at your favourite restaurant?  How does it make you feel ?  Share a recipe,  restaurant review or about the last time you ate it!'

Food, comfort food.  Yum. 

According to Wikipedia, Comfort foods are familiar, simple foods that are usually home-cooked or eaten at informal restaurants. They can be foods that are emotionally significant to a person or group of people and are sometimes related to pleasant memories of childhood. More generally, comfort food can be defined as food that brings comfort, usually in the form of chocolate, sweets etc.

When I was little, perhaps 7 or 8 years old, my dad went to a different city to work.  I loved my dad and missed him a lot.  Apparently, I missed him so much I refused to eat.  This was resolved by dad making a huge pot of soup when he came back on the weekend.  I’ve been told all I ate while my dad was away was soup that he made on the weekends.  Now I’m not sure if this is an accurate description of what actually occurred as I was young but if it did occur as above I think that is is representative of the first definition given by Wikipedia.


The soup in question may (or may not) have looked like that.

Now as an adult my comfort food tends to be more along the lines of Wiki’s second definition.  In fact at one point, Mr E. wouldn’t ask what kind of day I had at work rather his question was “How many coffee’s and chocolate bars today?” 


A one chocolate day was good and a three chocolate day was very bad.  Thankfully, I no longer work there but unfortunately my body still bears witness to my coffee and chocolate addiction coping mechanism.

Plus chocolate is still my comfort food of choice….

Now if only they could make it healthy but still with the same great taste.

Friday, 12 February 2010

Ups and downs…

Well this week started pretty badly for some people I know which in turn lead to my very angsty post on Monday.  Wednesday – I was feeling better.  It may have had something to do with getting out on Tuesday and seeing Avatar, which I enjoyed.  Of course if I hadn’t run out of frozen coke in the first 40 minutes it would have been better!

Yesterday was fine. Had an excellent meeting with Boy Child’s teacher.  So positive – she actually understands ASD things! Did have to spend hours at dance so Girl Child could do her tap class and trial two other classes.  She danced for 1 hours and 45 minutes straight.  Pretty good for 6 year old I think.

Today was filled with coffee and cake.  Firstly as a treat after a work meeting and then in response to a plaintive phone call “Would you like to have coffee with me?  I’m sad and there’s no one in the office to talk too.”  Sure why not.  More coffee and this time cheesecake… oh yeah very healthy eating this week, NOT!

Unfortunately at school pick up things went down hill again.  My friend who hates February (let’s call her W. just to make things easier) had had a majorly sucky week getting her children to school, and then there was a major extended family crisis.  Dammit! Surely February sucks enough for them? Got into Fixit (aka I need to save the world) mode and left W. with someone who could deal.  W. had asked me to advocate for her last year so I kind of just stepped back into that role and took over.  Fortunately the person I left her with was grateful to be apprised of the situation and thanked me. And luckily for W. today’s extended family issue turned out to be a little hiccup rather than the major crisis that it had started as.

I spoke to someone else as I hadn’t seen the lady who's mum was in the hospice.  I found out that her mother died on Wednesday.  That poor family.  They have lost a beloved young family member and a mother / mother in law / grandmother in the same week.  I think February is not going to be a pleasant month for that family either.

So as I head off to bed I hope that the next few days and weeks are calmer for these two families.  They certainly need a break and some time to heal. 

Sorry I have written another sad / angsty post. I’m glad my week ended on an up note but I’m sad for the 2 families from school that their weeks went so downhill.

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

Angst ridden moment over…

Thanks for showin’ the lurve, everyone.  My angst ridden moment is over and done.  Dealt with via coffee and very surprisingly no chocolate.  Quite remarkable for the chocolate and coffee cures (or at least helps with) everything girl that I am.  I did have some time out yesterday and saw Avatar.  Mr E sent me. So to him I have to say: Thanks babe.

mwah lips

Yeah, okay my lips look nothing like that.

How are things going with everyone else out here in Blog land?

Is Daria ever going to get her computer fixed?

Has Renay from The Day I lost my mind gone away forever or just taking a blogging break?  Or maybe real life has gotten in the way.

Who is going to tell Sharnia suggest a topic over at The Chronicles of Sharnia?

Has everyone entered the Blog This: My New Superpower Challenge?

Bye for now.

Monday, 8 February 2010

February – NOT a good month

Thanks everyone who commented on my post about felling off the face of the earth… It was nice to know I’m not the only person who worries about other bloggers.

I was thinking about sharing some of my angst with you and I still may do but today life seems to suck so much for those around me.  This is probably going to be all over the place, just like my head right now.

WARNING – Death, miscarriage etc mentioned a lot! 

February is the month my mother died.  February was the month my friend was left a widow with 3 young children after being the carer for her husband for years.  These things have happened 3 and 2 years ago respectively and I try to make a point of having coffee with my friend every week or so to see how she is doing.

See that’s me… I’m not the person who will give you a hug, will rarely give you flowers but am the one who says would you like to go for a coffee?  I can deal with other people’s stuff, I have had lots of practice at it.  I think in part it comes from being the adult in the family form age 5.  For me coffee and offering coffee is the whole getting out of the house, away from the situation and getting a break.  When I’m stressed or out of my comfort zone I live on coffee, hence my 101 in 1001 to only have 3 or less caffeinated beverages a day.

Anyway today someone I know (a friend of a friend) showed up at school with her kids and cried.   I knew her mum has had cancer long term and her step father also does.  What I hadn’t realised was her mum had gone into the hospice a few weeks ago and her stepfather is also in a bad way and in hospital.  Her mum probably only has a week to go. So if that’s not hard enough to deal with, on the weekend a family member – a young child, passed away.  Another life here one minute gone the next.  How much are these people supposed to deal with?

Talking to family on the phone. Just the usual conversation and then in pops: “Oh so and so had another miscarriage.  Twins this time.”  So and so is a member of the extended family who had a still born baby about 18 months ago I think and I believe that was after a miscarriage.  Then last year was the miscarriage that would have been about 18 weeks… so close to what the authorities recognise as a stillbirth.  And now another miscarriage and 2 babies gone…  1 family, 5 babies lost. I have no words.

It’s things like this that make me wonder why? Why are we here? Why did bad things happen to good people? Why do innocent little children get taken? Why do some babies never get to take a breath?

I feel that my hold on my emotions is gone and any minute now I’m going to end up in a sobbing mess.  Useless really. See this is where I confess that I really don’t miss my mother much, she was a difficult person (maybe people will say the same about me but hopefully not to the same extent).  But I really miss the idea of the mother I needed and wanted.  I miss my dad.  He died in March while I was in hospital losing the plot, almost eleven years ago. 

And my friend the widow… she doesn't do February /early March well.  There is both his and her birthdays and the anniversary of his death all in the space of about a week.  She shuts down and won’t let me take her for coffee.  And that’s the only damn thing I know how to do!

Saturday, 6 February 2010

Falling off the face of the earth…

I’ve been wondering lately if I feel off the face of the earth would anyone notice? Those of you who actually read my answers to the 5,000 question survey may have seen this question before. It’s my standard I’m feeling out of sorts, alone, you name it I am probably feeling it. Or will be soon.

I think it’s been triggered by a few things but for the purpose of this post I have actually wondered when do you worry if a blogger who normally posts frequently stops without a I’m going away, taking a blogging break etc?

Take for example Daria and Psych Babbler.

We knew Daria was going away, she told us.  But then she didn't come back and hasn't blogged in a very long time (almost 2 months), I was worried.  I guess others were too because Clarissa blogged to let us know that there were computer issues and things were okay.  I’m sure a collective sigh of relief was released all over the blogosphere.

Now Psych Babbler is generally a fairly consistent blogger, several posts in a week, keeping us entertained.  But then she didn't post for almost a week.  Luckily for us she reappeared and has just been busy.

But it has me thinking when do you wonder?  When do you worry? And that’s if you can call it worrying about someone you have never met and probably don’t know their real name.

I’m a fairly private person.  I try not to reveal identifying information (not that I have a stalker at the moment – I do expect him to reappear in my life at any moment given the time of year but I doubt he would ever find me here) and try to fly under the radar.  In real life I have been described as a snob and aloof.  Often antisocial and even if we are friends, I have days or longer where I will say hi and that’s it.  It’s just me. 

So far I think my lovely readers have been spared the angst that I often feel.  That was one of the reasons I started this blog – I figured Mr E. needs a break from my crud, self doubt and the questions like: what am I doing here, am I making a difference, and if I fell off the face of the earth would anyone actually notice?

I think I’m falling into a self absorbed phase and I’m not sure I should or will spare you readers anymore… be warned.  I wish I could make that in flashing letters to would be some much more effective.

Would you notice if Whining at the world wasn’t updated in a week or a month? Do you wonder what has happened when one of your favourite blogs remains stagnant for a while? Are you like me and think well that sucks I liked reading that blog and I hope that person is okay?

In some ways I feel closer to some of the bloggers I read than people I know in real life but chances are we will never meet and only know each other through the blogosphere. It’s interesting…

Thursday, 4 February 2010

Lemonade Stand Award

I have been extremely remiss and have not passed on this award that the gorgeous Clarissa (from Limpets and Penguins) awarded me quite a while ago now.


Apparently, the  award is given to bloggers who show great attitude and gratitude.

Now this has probably been good for me as I have felt the need to whinge and whine lately and knowing I have this award to pass on has actually stopped me! Very impressive, really.

So I figure now I have accepted the award I should be okay to start back on the whine again.  But before I do (and I might not for a few hours or if you are lucky, days) I need to pass this award on.

Anna who blogs About a bloke - living with WHS 

To Jen from Jemikaan 

Kristalee over at Lola Constance Evelyn

While I have only recently discovered Jen and Kristalee, I have spent a fair bit of time reading their archives.  These three women are very deserving winners who have great attitude and lots of gratitude!  Please visit them.

Tuesday, 2 February 2010

5000 question survey: 151 to 200

Yes it’s that time again.
151. What is louder and more annoying: 200 adults talking or one four-year-old screaming?
The 4 year old
152. Do you believe the stories about planes, boats and people mysteriously disappearing into the Bermuda triangle?
I used too. But now I’m not so sure. You don’t hear about it anymore.
153. Who are you the most jealous of?
People with brains, good looks and good friends.
154. What is the happiest way you can start your day?
Wake up slowly with cuddles and then have breakfast in bed.
155. Do you ever have moments where you feel like everything is all right in the world?
If I do they are fleeting.
156. Who thinks that you are offensive?
I’m sure many people.
157. If you had to teach a class in something, what would you be able to teach people?
How to be an appalling housekeeper.
158. Have you ever had a spiritual experience (an experience that cannot be explained by science)?
Not that I remember.
159. Do you believe that this experience was truly mystical or do you think there is some scientific explanation for it, only you don't know what it is?
160. Do you get offended easily?
Yes and often!
161. Would you still love and stay with your significant other if he or she had to have a breast or testicle removed?
Hell yes!
162. Do you believe in fate or free will?
Both to a certain degree. I remember watching a tv series called American Gothic and they were going on about the illusion of free will. I found that very interesting.
163. Do you believe that only boring people get bored?
164. Can life change or are we all stuck in vain?
I think life can change. Sometimes for the better but sometimes for worse.
165. What changes are you afraid of?
It depends on the day but mostly my family falling apart.
166. Are you a day person or nocturnal?
167. What one CD could you listen to for an entire week (no mixed CD’s, it must be an album)?
Umm...tough choice.
168. Which is worse, working in retail, food service, or an office?
Retail or food service. Both those industries seem to bring out the worse tint eh customers plus bad hours.
169. What's the coolest job you ever had?
Cool as in unusual? I was the Easter rabbit at a Department store chain for a few weeks.
170. What is one central idea that your thoughts seem to come back to?
If I feel off the face of the earth would anyone notice?
171. Have you ever wanted to be an actor/tress?
Yes when I was younger. I even had a minor role in a few school plays that you had to audition for.
172. If you had the power to control one person and make this person do anything you wanted for a whole day, who would you pick and what would they do?
Could I get George Clooney to marry me?
173. What star sign are you and what is your sign like? Virgo.
Apparently a perfectionist. If I can’t do something well I don’t bother starting.
174. Did the Blair Witch Project scare you?
No. But the angles made me feel a little unsteady.
175. Are you in constant fear of death?
176. Does fear of death keep you from building a life?
As above.
177. Do you like all your movies to be in wide-screen?
At the movies, yes. Otherwise however they are.
178. Are you a fan of any comic books?
179. At what age did you attend your first funeral?
I’m pretty sure I went to one at 5 years old.
180. What do you smell like (lotion, cologne, sweat)?
Currently...just me. No lotion, no perfume, no sweat smell.
181. What are your greatest sources for wisdom?
182. When you were little, where did your parents tell you babies come from?
Given my mother’s taste for honesty to the point of brutality I’d say she would have told me the truth. I remember going to a film evening at school in thing in the first 3 years of school so that may have been it.
183. What is your favourite band?
Depends on my mood.... Rogue Traders, the Doors, the Black Eyed Peas, Matchbox 20....
184. What's the best cheesy 80's song?
Wash your face in my sink.... or was that a 90’s song. Perhaps Oh Mickey by Toni whoever.
185. What's the best kind of movie to see on a date?
186. Do you like to sit in the front, middle or back of the Movie Theatre?
187. Have you ever been inside an abandoned building?
Not recently… okay never.
188. Under what circumstances would you agree to work for free?
When I’m volunteering.
189. Candles or strobe lights?
190. Do you think the Lord of the Rings movies are true to the books or did Hollywood change the story too much?
Fairly true
191. When you see a stranger on the street does your first reaction lean towards thinking of this person as a potential friend or as a potential threat?
Generally neither.
192. Is it natural for human beings to fear and distrust each other, or is it cultural?
Society has done it. Not the culture or nature just the way society has gone.
193. What do you really want to buy?
Right now? Chocolate. In the future a decent lounge suite.
194. You have to choose. Would you be happier marrying someone rich for their money or living in the streets and subway tunnels with someone you love?
I guess it depends how you define happy.
Being cold and hungry wouldn’t make me happy but neither would being rich and useless. But I think I’d prefer to be fed and warm so I’ll sell out for money.
195. If someone wanted to understand you what book could they read that would help?
None. Nobody would have the patience to write one about me.
196. Do you think it’s odd that Americans have freedom of religion and yet call themselves 'one nation under god'?
197. In what sense are you a minority?
How minor are we talking? I’m a coeliac which about 1 in 100 to 150 people are. Will that count?
198. Are you anti social?
199. Do you photograph well?
200. Do you think that human beings would survive through a nuclear winter?
I think nuclear winter is so late 20th Century. Some people would  I guess it depends if enough survive with enough shelter and food to continue on the species.

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