i'm really bad at: pool. pub quizzes. phones. photos. pull-ups. other things starting with p, probably.
the best comment i have ever received about my personality is: "you remind me of a young hilary mantel."
if you hate the things i hate we will definitely get on.
this is the only section of my profile i update regularly because i'm lazy
books: non-fiction about genocide, explorers and sex work, british novels written in heavily stylised prose (londonstani (!!!), incendiary, pigeon english), and comics for children who speak french. i have an enduring soft spot for pratchett, and, as my "about me" suggests, virginie despentes.
i just finished reading: alex by pierre lemaitre (which i regret reading); look at me by jennifer egan.
i'm currently reading: the outsourced self by arlie russell hochschild.
films: romantic comedies in foreign languages (that way they're intellectual, see?), comedy zombie movies, don bluth animated classix. my brother the devil might be the best movie i've ever seen.
tv: les revenants. if you spend more than ten minutes in my presence i will probably bore you to death by talking about this show.
secret diary of a call girl, party down, grandma's house, brooklyn nine-nine, broad city, hannibal, all the predictable choices really.
lately i'm watching: westworld.
music: i like dad rock (the who, rolling stones, hair metal), arty girl-pop (preferably in the format [woman's name] and the [noun/s], ex. marina and the diamonds, rosie and the goldbug), """alternative""" country (deadstring brothers, old 97s), and stuff that people cooler than me stopped liking, like, two years ago.
recently, i've been listening to: one direction (fight me), mina tindle, kitten, bloc party, the 1975, the stones. also a bunch of globalfaction-type stuff (okay yeah mostly lowkey, akala and médine).
i would put youtubes in but who clicks on those, really?
food: feijoas and granny smith apples and other green fruit. chocolate. chocolate with green fruit in it. v.
everything else i can do without.
what else? a bunch of crap related to our conceptions of terrorism (i wish talal asad was my friend!). feminism (this is a v. broad categorisation, whatever, i'm lazy). whether it's fair to describe myself as fluent in french (probably not, but i have a passable accent and it confuses people). am i actually just really stupid and everyone is humouring me (probably!). whitenoise.
bonus: the fact that osama bin laden played volleyball, apparently with great enthusiasm and a surprising amount of skill. tell people this fact at parties to get them to stop talking to you.
bonus bonus: making sure my okc is as insufferable as i am.
when new zealand's next top model was on, watching that, yelling at the tv. without fail. is that ever coming back. god, i hope so.
REALLY REALLY NOT WORK SAFE. I CANNOT MAKE THIS ANY CLEARER.