After an overdue rewrite of my profile, I no longer have anything interesting to write here. I'm frightfully dull.

Having just moved to Maidstone, I'm still adapting after too long living in pretty Kentish villages. There're, like, shops and stuff here.

Have just quit smoking too. This unfortunately means I can now smell things.

I'm a disillusioned ex-IT geek. I now work for the government and wear a sexy uniform.

Apart from that...
Failing to keep up with martial arts. Hanging out in old-man pubs drinking real ale. I'm thinking of getting a flat-cap. Maybe a whippet...

I lift heavy things for fun. This involves hurting a lot, but does mean I can channel my borderline OCD into something more productive than organising my music collection.

Being awesome.
Gaming, though that's more due to practice than any innate skill.
Looming.
Filling out TPS Reports.
Making a proper cup of tea. Damnit people; this isn't rocket surgery.
Arguing loudly with adverts.

Hrm, I have a long brown leather coat that seems to have a polarising effect on people. It's like marmite. Which is also brown.

And no, despite Firefly being a guilty pleasure of mine, I don't base my wardrobe on the show.

If I'm not wearing the coat, ie. during rare events such as heatwaves and showers, they might notice various piercings. Hey, what are you doing in my shower?

(a) Here're some authors instead. Alan Moore (quelle surprise), Raymond E Feist for self-indulgent fantasy moments, Noam Chomsky, Iain M Banks, Audrous Huxley, Frank Herbert, Robert E Heinlein, man if I'd known I could appear intelligent just by listing authors, I'd have started years ago... Wittgenstein... Schopenhauer... Nietzsche are also some dudes with kick-ass names who have apparently written books. (b) RHPS, Labyrinth, MST3K, Bladerunner, Aliens, most Arnie films ("Let off some steam, Bennett!"), and you can't go wrong with Burton (c) Hrm... eclectic taste in music (as everyone claims), but here's a random cross-section: NiN, Bowie, Kidney Thieves, Rachmaninov, Goldfrapp, Bomb 20, Venetian Snares, 2nd Gen, Clutch, Atari Teenage Riot, Squarepusher, King Prawn, Dethklokk,Jack Off Jill, Bach, Tool, Lamb, MC Frontalot, The Bug, Alec Empire, Portishead (d) Eat to live, don't live to eat. :D That said, I do appreciate a good meal, and am becoming worryingly domesticated, even if most of my cooking involves frying things until they stop moving. Most of the best meals I've had have been in France.

1) People 2) Technology 3) Basic physical needs 4) Oh, and non-basic ones 5) Errr... 6) That's it.

G'rzzt Ch''ctack, the giant brain monster from Ursula Minor.

Damnit, they changed this question without consulting me. How rude.

How to entertain myself out here in the garden of England. Kent's, but I miss the nightlife and ambience of London so drag myself up there fairly regularly.

How to increase my deadlift.

Hmmm... hopefully dancing to obnoxious music, possibly mucking around with my computer.

My photos are at least a couple of years old. I'm now a fat bald welder from Sheffield called Baz.

You just should. I'm way more awesome than those other guys.