I grace you with my presence once again.
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theatrical_muse from 12/31/2004, 22 of 50.
I'm not sure why I keep coming back here. I must be bored.
Of course, I'm *always* bored.
Describe the best 24 hours you ever had.
Why only 24? I've had some fabulous centuries along the way.
I could describe the *worst* 24 hours I've ever had, but describing the best is quite beyond what I feel like doing.
Who would you like to see get their final comeuppance? Who is it and just what would you do with them?
Guinan.
And all I want is for everyone else in the universe to see her for what she truly is, instead of this wise wonderful comfy grandma figure they all seem to project onto her.
What do you have to be thankful for?
Quite a few things, when I think about it.
I'm thankful for how things turned out with the war, both the not being dead part and the winning part. I'm thankful things have actually changed in the Continuum. I'm thankful for my son. (When I'm not ready to kill him.)
What do you want for your birthday?
I don't have a birthday.
What are your religious beliefs (and if you are a deity, do you enjoy being worshipped)?
At last, a question that isn't specifically aimed at mortals! O frabjous day!
*No.* I don't like to be worshipped. Firstly, it entails all kinds of stupid obligations, where if you have worshipers you have to look out for them, and they're always *asking* for stuff. Make my crops grow, make my husband love me again, all kinds of stupidity. And they *whine*. And they think that burning something they didn't want to eat anyway constitutes a tasty treat for a god. And they totally misinterpret what you try to tell them, so you turn around and all of a sudden they're burning unbelievers in the town square or sacrificing their first-born to you. And you can't tell them who you are and then get a decent conversation out of them-- they're too busy throwing themselves at your feet and chanting "We're not worthy!" Which, of course, they're not, BUT I DON'T NEED TO BE TOLD THIS. If I'm your god, kindly give me some credit for not being stupid.
I don't know why anyone puts up with it. The emotional energy worshippers direct at you is addictive to many godlike entities, but to me it tastes awfully like a sugar overdose. I prefer getting emotional energy with a bit more bite to it.
Do you believe the possibility of a true friendship between a man and a woman?
I'm not sure I believe in the possibility of a true friendship between creatures of the *same* sex.
theatrical_muse from 12/31/2004, 22 of 50.I'm not sure why I keep coming back here. I must be bored.
Of course, I'm *always* bored.
Describe the best 24 hours you ever had.
Why only 24? I've had some fabulous centuries along the way.
I could describe the *worst* 24 hours I've ever had, but describing the best is quite beyond what I feel like doing.
Who would you like to see get their final comeuppance? Who is it and just what would you do with them?
Guinan.
And all I want is for everyone else in the universe to see her for what she truly is, instead of this wise wonderful comfy grandma figure they all seem to project onto her.
What do you have to be thankful for?
Quite a few things, when I think about it.
I'm thankful for how things turned out with the war, both the not being dead part and the winning part. I'm thankful things have actually changed in the Continuum. I'm thankful for my son. (When I'm not ready to kill him.)
What do you want for your birthday?
I don't have a birthday.
What are your religious beliefs (and if you are a deity, do you enjoy being worshipped)?
At last, a question that isn't specifically aimed at mortals! O frabjous day!
*No.* I don't like to be worshipped. Firstly, it entails all kinds of stupid obligations, where if you have worshipers you have to look out for them, and they're always *asking* for stuff. Make my crops grow, make my husband love me again, all kinds of stupidity. And they *whine*. And they think that burning something they didn't want to eat anyway constitutes a tasty treat for a god. And they totally misinterpret what you try to tell them, so you turn around and all of a sudden they're burning unbelievers in the town square or sacrificing their first-born to you. And you can't tell them who you are and then get a decent conversation out of them-- they're too busy throwing themselves at your feet and chanting "We're not worthy!" Which, of course, they're not, BUT I DON'T NEED TO BE TOLD THIS. If I'm your god, kindly give me some credit for not being stupid.
I don't know why anyone puts up with it. The emotional energy worshippers direct at you is addictive to many godlike entities, but to me it tastes awfully like a sugar overdose. I prefer getting emotional energy with a bit more bite to it.
Do you believe the possibility of a true friendship between a man and a woman?
I'm not sure I believe in the possibility of a true friendship between creatures of the *same* sex.