I don't know, what's that line in that The Verve song...
As ever with these sorts of things I don't know what to write. I believe I am a decent human being, somewhat jaded, but on the whole a good egg.
I have various skills and talents that I employ on occasion. Basically I'm probs alright at most things.
I'm good at banter and erroneous conversations, so if you ever want to discuss the moral implications of the British bake off, I'm your pigeon.
Physical trait wise... I have a mostly symmetric face and eyes that are blue. That doesn't stop me looking like spam after it's come out of an dietitian's arsehole though.
A wig once owned by the tour manager of the failed Northampton nightclub act "Fister Sledge".
A collection of shiney pokemon cards (all bootlegs, will swap for a real shiny Charizard).
The Welsh parliamentary body.
The right to exchange bodily fluids via the postal service.
The foreskin of the twin I absorbed in the womb, I wear it as a pinkie ring.
Or in reality:
Books, nice recipes, ghost fuel, when to finally give up and hang myself.
I'm also way more romantic than this thing has me pegged.
Also if this is you http://i.imgur.com/LE0ALV3.jpg I'll probably marry you in an instant if that's what you're after....
You know where I can find the second skull of Touganda is located and are willing to help me recover it.
You'll put a bullet through my head and end this farce.