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Here are the rules:
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you 5 questions of a very personal nature.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them 5 questions.


1.What's your family like?

Everyone is interested in my family!  Hmmm, what are we like?  It's only me, my dad, and my brother, so we are very small and close.  Dad travels a lot, so Jonba and I were pretty much raised by nannies and all those people who get paid to make sure you don't put your head in the oven, or lick light sockets!  Still, we love each other.  We are all we have, really.  We don't spend a lot of time with people outside the family, who aren't on the payroll.  ETA:  "this is my crazy ass blood family, THANK GOD I HAVE BOBBY." <--- OMG ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?  :3

2. Since we've talked about you busting kneecaps in. What do you think was the worst thing you did to someone else? Physically or emotionally, your pick.

Oh, wow, I really try not to hurt people, physically or emotionally.  Of course there are times were I just kind of lose control and something bad happens.  I once broke my dad's nose, kind of on accident.  We were arguing, he was sitting down and I caught him with my elbow when I turned.

Oooooh!  I got really mad at this girl in school and choked her.  She was a nasty little witch to this poor girl who did NOTHING wrong.  I still felt bad afterward.

3. Is the whole bubbly sunshine attitude sincere or is it just a front?

I am 100%, grade A, sunshine and lollipops, baby!   I mean, I get sad sometimes, like everyone else.  I just try not to get too down, because no one likes me when I am blue.  Plus it's no fun being sad!  Why would it be a front?

4. What's your happiest memory?


EVER?!  That is like, so hard to pick!  The moment Jonba was born, or the first time my dad said he was proud of me.  Ah, waking up next to Mortie for the first time, or when he told me I was beautiful.  I have lots of happy, wonderful memories.  I try to focus on them, not the bad stuff.

5. And of course the quintessential question to pester any teenager with, do you plan to go to college? If so where?


UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.  Yes, I am planning on going to college.  If I'll get in is another story all together.  I have no idea, where.  I am thinking the west coast, but I am going to apply everywhere and see what happens.


1. What is one fear you have that might be considered irrational?

Mmmm, all my fears I think are perfectly rational!  Though sometimes I am really scared that I won't be able to open my mouth or talk.  Or I'll be alone.  Maybe that's irrational?

2. Has my wifey ever kissed a girl?

Uh-huh.  I like kissing girls.  They are gentle and a lot different from boys.  It doesn't matter to me though, a person is a person, and if they are beautiful and sweet and I want to kiss them then I do!

3. Tell me one thing I don't know about you please?

I think this is totally CHEATING!  OMG.  Uh, I'm left handed.  I am a total klutz, I've broken one arm, a leg, a collar bone, and a couple of ribs. 

4. Is it true blonds have MOAR fun?

HAHAH YES!  I have more fun then anyone on the plant and it is because of my hair color! XDDDD

5. Would you, or have you ever been to a nude beach?

I hate clothes, I try to be naked all the time.  When I am down in Nassau I never wear a suit when I'm on the boat.



1. Favorite color and why?

Ohh, I like all colors, but I think my favorite is blue because it reminds me of the ocean.  It can be bright and cheerful, but it can also be sad.

2. Favorite holiday?

Christmas!  Christmas!  Everything is so cheerful, and everyone is nice to each other.  I love the spirit of Christmas, and the trees and the lights!  Oh and the big family meals, and all the wonderful cookies.  I love giving gifts!  It's all so magical.

3. Favorite childhood memory?

Uhh, I guess that's a really hard question.  I don't remember a lot of my childhood.  Uhh, oh, I know!  In the summer, on sundays my dad use to take me driving.  We would sing along to the car radio and get ice cream!  It was always so much fun, and sometimes we would stop in these little towns and just explore stuff. 

4. You can only eat one food for the rest of your life. What would it be?


Oh man that is such a hard question!  I love food, how could I pick just one thing to eat?  I guess, it would have to be shrimp, because you can cook that so many different ways.  I love raw shrimp, Mmmm!

5. If you could vacation anywhere in the world, where would you go?

I've been to a lot of places all around the world, and they all seem like they are a lot of work for a vacation.  I guess if I could pick one spot though, it would be Ireland, so I could go back and see where my dad grew up.  He always talks about it, but we've never been there.




1) What's your favorite day of the week and why?

I love sundays.  I love sleeping in, and when I'm in New York I like watching people walk around in their sunday clothes.  It's a relaxing day, you can sit about, do pretty much anything, and just watch the world go on.  Plus sunday breakfast at my house are HUGE, I never knew why, by dad always invited his friends over and we would have really big, good breakfasts!

2) If you could pick one person, living or dead, to meet, who and why?

Oooh what a question, you know I always feel silly answering this because I feel like I should pick someone really great or something.  Oh!  You know I would want to meet C.S. Lewis, because I really do love his books, but I would want to give him a great big hug because he seems so sad.  I would want to give Jesus a hug too, because every time I see those pictures of him on the cross I get sad for him. 

3) If you could institute (or remove) any one law in the US, what would that be?


Easy.  Age of consent laws.  Or I would at least make them uniform across the United States.  I fail to see how someone to consent to sex when they are seventeen in New York and have to wait until they are eighteen in California.  What the freak is up with that?!

4) Where do you imagine yourself in ten years?

Wow, I'll be twenty-seven.  Hopefully I will be out of college by then, and have some sort of career.  I would also like to be still with Mortie, and I would like to be closer to my brother.  I want to be able to take care of him.  He'll be twelve then so maybe he can come live with me, unless he's happy where he is.

5) What's the best thing you've ever eaten?


I am going to break this down into sweet and savory.

There is this ice cream parlor in Nassau, and I can never remember it's name, but they have the BIGGEST, BESTEST strawberry sundaes ever.  Now I am not a real big fan of strawberries, but this is to DIE for.  Lots of vanilla ice cream, strawberries on top of warm waffles.  So delicious.  I ate the whole thing and then passed out, seriously.

Rita makes the best jerk chicken ever.  Seriously, no joke, it's so good it melts in your mouth and it's not too spicy.  I have no idea how she does it, but it's heavenly, that and her boiled potatoes and corn.  She also makes Conch fritters that are to die for.  Damnit now I am hungry.


Would you ever leave New York for somewhere more quiet?

In a heart beat, I really don't like the noise and the crowds of New York!  It's crazy busy and people are rude and hot.  I love Nassau, so much nicer.

If you could be anything at all, what would you be?

A Mermaid!  I would love to just swim all day.

What's your favorite food?

I like raw foods, surprisingly.  I like cashews!  And all the food I mentioned up there in the other questions!

Favorite memory?

I remember falling asleep against my father's chest when he would work late at night.  He would still work, I would just sleep on him, and drool a little, but he didn't mind.  He is gone a lot so I always wanted to spend as much time as possible with him.

What does your name mean?

Aramaic name which was related to the Hebrew word שָׁלוֹם (shalom) meaning "peace".  A lot of people know it because of the Bible story.  Salome dances for her step-father Herod, and in the end asks for the head of John the Baptist.


1. If you could be a kick-ass mutant like me, what would you want your power to be?

Oh man that is such a cool question!  But I can't pick because I would want to be REALLY strong and really smart.  Soooo I guess, it would be the ability to read minds and to move stuff with my mind.  I want to know what some people are thinking.

2. Where do you want to go on your honeymoon, price is no option?

Mmmm Venice, it's so beautiful, and all that water!  Plus some great works of art were created there.

3. What's your favorite swear word?

Fuck.  Probably, but I am trying hard not to swear so I say freak instead.  But seriously, nothing better then fuck, you can use it anywhere. 

4. Do you believe in God?

Yes, I believe in God.  I believe in the devil too, and angels and demons.  Sometimes I wonder where God is, but I still believe in him.

5. Who's your favorite superhero? (Hint: The answer is ME.)

OMG SO YOU, BIG BROTHER.  MY MOST FAVORITEST SUPERHERO EVAR!  And Shiny monster!


Date: 2008-06-14 08:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pdg-mortie.livejournal.com
Sorry...He wasn't, but he murmured the apology anyway as he moved his hand up her back again, resting his palm against the curve of her spine.

Date: 2008-06-14 08:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sweetsalome.livejournal.com
Don't be. Reaching behind her she took his hand and placed it back on her bottom. It feels much better there.

Date: 2008-06-14 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pdg-mortie.livejournal.com
He gave her a light squeeze then fanned his fingers to cover as much of her rear as he could, which, given how small she is, was most of it. I'm not.

Date: 2008-06-14 08:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sweetsalome.livejournal.com
That's good, very good, my handsome, Mortie. Resting her hips down against his, she kissed him once more. This time it was a bit harder, more hungry then the light kisses they had shared before.

Date: 2008-06-14 08:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pdg-mortie.livejournal.com
He moaned into the kiss at first, then deepened it as he forced his tongue between her lips. He wanted to taste her, probe that warm, sweet mouth of hers. His hand tightened its grip on her and his other hand fisted in her long hair. Sweet...Another kiss. Beautiful...And another. Salome...He kissed her yet again, longer and harder, then taking it a bit softer until he pulled away enough to speak while keeping his lips against hers. Love you.

Date: 2008-06-14 08:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sweetsalome.livejournal.com
She loved when he tightened against her, holding her close, taking what he wanted. It always left her breathless and wanting more. He tasted wonderful, clean and strong as her tongue played over his and her legs tightened around him. Groaning softly at his words she accepted them just as she accepted his kisses, and every part of him. I love you, Mortie. So much, oh, every part of you. It's so beautiful it makes my heart hurt.

Date: 2008-06-14 09:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pdg-mortie.livejournal.com
You're the beautiful one. He rolled them over so that they were on their sides, face to face, and he could tuck her more comfortably around himself since she seemed intent on wrapping her legs around him.

Date: 2008-06-14 09:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sweetsalome.livejournal.com
You are beautiful, Mortie. Her slender fingers traced down his jaw and to his chin. Here. . As she wrapped her leg around his hip she put her hand against his chest to his heart. And here.

Date: 2008-06-14 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pdg-mortie.livejournal.com
He didn't have words for a response, instead he looked into her eyes for a while then simply leaned into her, covered her mouth with his own and kissed her slowly, deeply, letting his actions speak for how she made him feel.

Date: 2008-06-14 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sweetsalome.livejournal.com
Her fingers wrapped around his hand as she whimpered into the kiss. She always wondered what he was thinking, but those thoughts didn't seem to matter when he was kissing her. Opening her mouth, she pushed her tongue past his lips and pressed tight against him.

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