I am not a doctor. Get that out of the way first.
I've been through several mostly unrelated jobs (including, but not limited to: gallery, gay bar, publishing house, paddle steamer, and a gentleman's outfitter), before settling down over a year ago and running a coffee shop in my local library. I then lost everything (profession- and finance-wise) to a nasty piece of council bureaucracy and a bad contract, and have since been clawing my way back up from nothing.
Stories are important to me, and I can appreciate most anything in life if a good story can be made from it. Or at least a good laugh, anyway.
I don't read or write as much as I feel I should, I have more suits than is probably reasonable, and I drink what I feel is exactly the right amount of tea.
Working nights at a hotel, working days at an amateur theatre company. Writing another play. Saving to go overseas.
I'm also looking into tailoring; I have experience in pattern making and hand sewing, so that's a painful part out of the way already.
Making a good cup of tea.
Knitting, but I can't crochet to save my life.
Fussing over trivial things (good grief, I'm an old lady).
Keeping my middle name a secret.
Being surprisingly warm.
Smelling nice (I am told this semi-regularly).
Backgammon (this is a lie).
Catch-22, Douglas Adams, Joe Abercrombie, Dianna Wynne Jones, Lewis Carroll, Oscar Wilde, Dorothy Parker, Neil Gaiman, The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat, The Brain That Changes Itself, Lemony Snicket/Daniel Handler, lots of YA fiction.
Big Fish, Hayao Miyazaki, Wes Anderson, O Brother, Where Art Thou?, Confessions, The Adventures of Baron Munchausen.
Bryan Fuller (especially Pushing Daisies), The Venture Brothers, Archer, Gravity Falls, Boardwalk Empire, Black Books Misfits, Ugly Americans, Rocko's Modern Life, Louis Theroux.
Pretty much anything served to me
Tea is a food
At least one suit, for whatever occasion
Probably the Internet?
And a plot hole
Wait that answer wasn't funny. Great, what do I do now?