Planning to write this later.

(Note: this really could be my self-summary. I'm a chronic procrastinator. These exact words have been here since the day I signed up, which I believe was four years ago now? Yes. That much of a procrastinator. The Indonesian language has a brilliant word for procrastination, you know. It's "menunda-nunda"...Noticed I'm still not actually summarising? I know, I get distracted too easily.)

Very little.

I'm reasonably good at playing pool, but it's sporadic. I'm good at drinking lots even though I don't like to... I can pull off strange hair and clothes but I've had to tone both of those down (apparently ass-length orange hair is not a suitable image for the world of business.) I type freakishly fast, and I am good at sudoku because I do them on my breaks...so it's more 'huge amounts of practice' than skill, I expect. My spelling and grammar would make both Strunk and White shit their pants, if I were to bother trying. Other than that, not a lot really.

When I had my hair done... my hair. It used to be funny-coloured waist-length fake dreadlocks. It is not any more. Without the hair? Probably my personality, I'm noticeable from across the room 'cause I'm usually doing something stupid. Or sitting looking broody and menacing, I've been doing that increasingly often recently.

Ehh... books: Headcrash by Bruce Bethke, Syrup by Max Barry and anything by Iain Banks...although I've started reading a lot of those based-on-some-historical-event-or-concept crime novels, because they're easy on the brain. The most obvious example of which would be The Da Vinci Code, which is in fact pretty crap. I recommend Atlantis, by David Gibbins.

Movies... hmm, Crash I found very odd and very good at the same time, possibly because I've been in my fair share of car crashes... I like obscure horror films, specifically those by Dario Argento. I know it doesn't count as a movie, but it was made into one, so I'm mentioning it here: What utter, utter bastard decided cancelling Firefly was a good idea?

Music, I like everything...yes, even pop, rap and country, which most people don't seem to appreciate. I can listen to Kid Rock and ApocalypticA on the same playlist and not be irritated.

Food, anything that's edible as long as it's not a tomato. Tomatoes piss me off beyond all human belief.

(not) Cigarettes, my computer, tea, music, my duvet, youtube.

...Damn, I have nothing to replace "cigarettes" with now. I am a quitter, how awesome am I.

I don't know.... um... TOAST!

A whole bunch of nothing. Alternately, a zillion things, usually when I'm trying to sleep. Woo.

Up to something. *shifty eyes*

I'm scared of lifts, I advocate and encourage the use of hobgoblins as player characters, I own an unnecessary amount of corsets and I'm writing a cheesy novel about someone writing a cheesy novel. Yeah. (Oh by the way, I haven't written five words of the bastard thing since 2004.)

You're up for a laugh and don't mind talking to someone who occasionally looks like a demented colourblind medusa, gets down with both the dungeons AND the dragons and thinks reverse prayer ties are sexy.