Poll

[rinue]

To assuage my curiosity, I beg you . . .

What are your impressions of what I do with my time? Day to day, I mean. You can answer this whether you know me in person or just by lj, because I think it might be equally mysterious to people. It's a serious question, though. What do you think my life is like? How often do I see my friends? What is my relationship with my family? What is my apartment like? Where does my income come from? Describe a day in the life of Romie, if you like. Just leave it in the comments; be as terse or as long winded as you like. I'd really appreciate it. I promise this is leading somewhere.

Comments

[valancy.livejournal.com]

By morning, delicate eastern teas are brought to you in Tsung dynasty cups by servants who fear to meet your eyes...

I'm kidding. Really. We all know you spend your days lopping off people's heads and rearranging third world economies.

I'm assuming I shouldn't participate in this one, since I have Insider Info, but lemme know if I should.

[vaguerant.livejournal.com]

Neat-o!

A lot has to be left up to imagination, of course, that draws from the anecdotal details that you provide here. Here's some abstract conception of Romie that the Romie generator provides:

You have close relationship with your parents, though you are entirely and comfortably independent of them. You are closer with your father, who is possibly an academic. Most of your time in your apartment is spent breakdancing with Patrick, or getting into abstract and satisfying discussions about theoretical/political/aesthetic topics, which ultimately end up with Patrick playfully closing the discussion, as he cannot best your sharp wit and stubborn adherence to the very well articulated truth of the matter at hand. You're quite comfortable at home, and you have done a decent amount to decorate it down to very unique and individual details that carry personal significance. You like deep reds, purples, browns. You thoroughly enjoy cooking.

You don't spend a lot of time with your friends, or not enough, really, usually just going out with people from the theatre on weekends and drinking enormous Bloody Marys and Buttery Nipples, occasionally letting loose and being delightfully obnoxious with your friends on the dancefloor.

A lot of your time is spent toiling away at the administration aspects of the theatre, as well as dabbling in productions in whatever setting you choose. Your main income comes from this, though you have another source. What could it be? You occasionally sell steamed Chinese jiaozi outside of the local supermarket, replacing the pork with delicious roasted ostrich eyeballs, and have garnered a healthy little sum as a result, that you're already investing in for your retirement in the hills of North Carolina.


90% of this comment is wrong, according to an accordion. But it was fun to guess out of the little I can glean.

[rhys-k.livejournal.com]

Honestly it has been something I've wondered before. But it's like one of those "tree falling in the forest when no one is around to hear it" questions. There is of course a factual answer, but no one really knows for certain.