I knew this place when it was called The Spark, then I travelled around a bit, sans internet, and this is what I came back too. Since which time I have popped back on occasionally to do quizzes and answer match questions, in a brave stab at avoiding whatever it is I should be doing.
I met someone from here in Melbourne, Australia, once. We didn't connect in the slightest, but she was a nice person, and there should be more of that sort of real world spillage associated with these sort of places. Life on Earth has always been on the brink of disaster, but that is no excuse not to have the occasional cup of coffee and a chat with a complete stranger.

Update 2008: Awaiting keyhole surgery, one of my strings snapped, this means I have a manky limb, and this is a bit tiring, but apparently, as a result, I walk like a pimp, which is a bonus.

05/11/09: Surgery tomorrow, my pimping days are at an end.

20/11/09: Morphine rocks, catheters don't. All is well, my invisible ho's have paid off their imaginary student loans, and are now pretend biochemists.

Taking mental notes. Lazy hands.

I am a reasonable cook. Cooking can have a calming effect on me. Not whilst I'm cooking, though. When one is feeling a tad world-razored, it can go like this:

Pre-cook: Woody Allen
Cooking: Hitler
Post-cook: Gandhi

Of course, this is also how I approach making love to a beautiful woman.

That I either look shifty, or aloof.

Films I can think of right now that I have enjoyed: Der Untergang; Miller's Crossing; Blade Runner; Office Space; French Twist; Anchorman; Crank; Azumi; Akira (Kanedaaaa, Tetsuooooo); Withnail & I; Delicatessen; Sexy Beast; The Elephant Man; Naked (Mike Leigh); Brazil; I Love You, Man; The Crying Game; The Castle; Goodfellas; Stardust; Company Of Wolves; Time Bandits; Hot Wet American Summer; Hear My Song; For A Few Dollars More; The Producers (Mel Brooks); Young Frankenstein; Secretary; Blow Up; Alfie; Blue Velvet; Raging Bull; Apocalypse Now; Zoolander; The Shining

Some books: The Catcher In The Rye; Slaughterhouse 5; The Amazing Adventures Of Kavalier & Clay; Perfume (Suskind); The Wasp Factory; Papillon; Dune; One Hundred Years Of Solitude; If On A Winter's Night A Traveller; Midnight In The The Garden Of Good & Evil; Northern Lights; To Kill A Mockingbird; The Corrections; The Hobbit; Gold; A Heartbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius; Carter Beats The Devil; Foucault's Pendulum; Tropic Of Cancer; In Praise Of Idleness & Other Essays; In Cold Blood; Old School; Life Of Pi

A like a song or two from the following: Iggy Pop & The Stooges; Mumford & Sons; David Bowie; The Pixies; Charles Mingus; The Herd; Air; Daft Punk; Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds; Foo Fighters; The Strokes; The Libertines; The Flaming Lips; Abba; The Fiery Furnaces; Velvet Underground; Lou Reed; Prince; Tilly & The Wall; Parliament; Muse; Nine Inch Nails; Steely Dan; Blondie; Babes In Toyland; Beck; White Stripes; The Jam; The Specials; Fun Boy Three; The Associates; Queens Of The Stone Age; Kate Bush; Roxy Music; Spiderbait; New Order; DJ Shadow; MF Doom; Jurassic 5; De La Soul; Jungle Brothers; Elvis Costello; Curtis Mayfield; Ian Dury & The Blockheads; Smashing Pumpkins; Kasabian; Smog; CSS; The Beatles; Stevie Wonder; Roots Manuva; Sonic Youth; The Breeders; The Ramones

To be jettisoned into space: Instant mash potato; Han Solo.

Stuff.

Stuff.

Not much right now, apart from resting my dodgy limb after a week at work, and indulging therefore in a variety of home entertainments.
Not really a clubber, but sometimes I like to find unpopular, small clubs, that are about 33% full at most, that play cheesy 70's or 80's music, and drink tequila.

I once paid good money for some freak to shove a piece of metal through my trouser snake. Which migrated. Rejected by metal. Harsh statement.

You have a heart, and it is somehow connected to your brain, which is playfully handcuffed to your libido. Randoms, laughs, and tangents are welcome.