Living in the East Village, working in Williamsburg as a Digital Producer (no I hadn't either). Given the choice I normally sway east of the river. 'What I'm doing with my life?' Implies I have some kind of plan doesn't it? I guess I plan on staying here until it stops being fun.

My accent I guess. Not in England, I don't have an accent there. Except if I go up north, but they're over it.

Actually, as I just moved here with a bag of clothes I've had to make do without a lot of things recently. BBC radio was a big one, but I worked out how to get that back. I didn't have a bed for a while, that sucked quite a lot. Got one now. Didn't have teaspoons for about a month. Had to eat a yoghurt with a fork. Something I can live without: English Soccer (or 'football' as we so quaintly call it). I'm that English guy who doesn't get soccer. Or tea for that matter. Leaves me time for other activities / beverages.

How it all works, really.

Out and about causing havoc, drinking in low light, catching up with friends.

Depending on context and if it's relevant to a conversation, I can be coaxed into talking pretty candidly about a lot of things.

Am I supposed to put an example here? Um...

After reading all the crap above you still want to.