Jan 20, 2006 16:40
Age: 52
Best friends: I dunno. I just have like mates and that. They are all pretty awesome. Steve, when we are on talking terms.
Career: Git.
Dog's name: Buster
Essential items you use everyday: Ears, nose.
Favorite song at the moment: Madly, I don't really have one at this actual moment.
Game (Favorite): I love chess a lot, mainly spurred on by Steve and his obsesion with Opening Theory. I pioneered the Vaginal Opening, for when you are playing like a cunt.
Hometown: London. Although born in Rochester, Kent, biography compilers. Old dear visiting my Auntie at the time.
Instruments you play: Drums, although not for ages. Was pretty good though, we have video evidence and everything.
Jam or jelly you like: The word is jam. I dunno, Nutella.
Kids: Awesome. I'm seeing one, in fact.
Last kiss: Strictly speaking, Leigh, one of the market managers at Spitalfields.
Mom's job: Bit of work here at there at a bookshop in Windsor.
Name of your crush: Gay.
Overnight hospital stays: Was in hospital for eight weeks with a broken leg, which I really managed to fuck up. But it was alright in the end.
Phobias: I suspect I am a bit of a wimp with heights. Not really tested it, but I have a feeling.
Quotes you like: 'Pick up your face and sit on that egg', as discussed in the last entry, I think.
Relationship that lasted the longest: Me and Steve have racked up fifteen years. Although we are on a bit of a hiatus at the moment.
Smoothie flavor: Guinness.
Time you wake up: Earlier rather than later. If training, it can be 6 am.
Vegetable you love: Chips.
Worst habit: I shave like once a week, when I should really do it twice a day. So very grizzled.
X-rays you've had: My teeth and my legs. And my teethlegs.
Yummy food you like: If it wasn't 'yummy' you wouldn't fucking like it. Spastics.
Zodiac sign: Aries.