Me? OK, well I ran away from Pembrokeshire as soon as I was old enough to carry enough clothes on my back and spent the next ten years bumming round the UK. It's been fun but it might be time to get one of those houses people keep banging on about.

I'm too easy-going, too zen and too serene for most people but it makes me happy so fuck 'em, eh?

I am serene, crazy, and amused

Building a mega-conglomerate of businesses that will run without me doing anything and making me filthy rich enough to enjoy my hobby of never ever staying in one place for longer than a year.

OH, OK, I have a job and a career which I am possibly too into but hey, life is for living, right?

Finding where the smell is coming from, turning "crap in the fridge" into a tasty meal, laughing at myself, sleeping, sex. Well c'mon, if you're gonna be good at anything, might as well be good at that.

The thick, curly, black hair that does what it wants. That or my eyes apparently. I dunno. Don't notice myself that often...

Books, well I don't read anywhere as much as I used to, unless link-following on the web counts then I probably read more than I ever did. Really loving Neal Asher at this point in life, make it a point to ask for his stuff for Xmas. I am also a fan of Graphic Novels, apparently this is "gay" but I say "Don't say that, gay people are way cooler than you."

I don't really watch TV so can't help there.

I like movies that are action-packed but make you engage the brain, seriously, was Inception really that much of a brain twister for people? I like comedies, the weirder the better and I'm going to make a major admission here. I liked Sucker Punch.

I am a musical idiot, I like it if I like it, I don't like it if I don't and I don't have a massive collection of mp3s.

I like spicy food and I love to cook but I don't get enough opportunity to do this as I have a career thing that sucks up a good part of the week-day. Put a chilli in it, I will like it, probably, most likely, you haven't put anything weird in there have you?

Plants.
Sunlight.
The Sea.
Food. (Good food mind, none of your crap.)
Toilet facilities.
A buddy.

Everything. No seriously, everything. The other day I was thinking about whether when we wake from dreams we merely wake into a more persistent dream that we wake up from when we "die".

The day before that I was thinking about white dog poo and what happened to that phenomena though so, mileage varies.

Generally recovering from a week of hectic, action-packed, rapid-responding to the amazing amount of emergencies that happen in the day-to-day running of that entity which calls itself my employer. I wouldn't actually change it for the world...

I have 8 nipples.

You also have 8 nipples or are also lying about having 8 nipples.