Important Note

For reasons known only to itself, my mobile has stopped telling me that I have messages in the answerphone. In the light of this, if you leave me an answerphone message and you haven't heard back from me within, say, 24 hours, please assume I haven't got it and try again or drop me a text or something.

Many Thanks.

A meme. I must be getting desperate for content.

F I R S T S.
First best friend: Darren Robinson.
First car: Bertie, my Mini Metro
First crush: Some unfortunate female or other, I expect.
First real kiss: Gosh, I don't recall...too long ago.
First break-up: Once again, difficult to say due to the evanescent nature of those halcyon school days.
First self purchased album: *Blush* _{the final countdown by europe.}
First funeral: Our cat, Mitten.
First pet: Goldie, the goldish (I was such an imaginative child.)
First piercing/tattoo: Why would I want either?
First credit card: I have never owned a credit card.
First true love: Myself.
First enemy: I don't have enemies. I let them define themselves in relationship to me, not the other way round.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: Big sister, playing the piano.

L A S T S.
Last cigarette: I had a cigarillo the other night. Does that count?
Last car ride: Driving the Wademobile at the folks last week.
Last good cry: I've never had a good cry. I've had some bad ones, however.
Last library book checked out: Too long ago to remember. I normally just buy books.
Last movie seen: Indiana Jones & the Temple of Doom.
Last beverage drank: water.
Last food consumed: A tangerine.
Last crush: Emma Peel. As usual.
Last phone call: Monty.
Last time showered: This morning.
Last CD played: Rammstein: 5/4. Their b-sides compilation.
Last annoyance: The anonymous hate mail that I get from time to time.
Last disappointment: the standard of writing and grammar in the above. Look, whoever you are, if you're going to hate me at least learn to spell, okay?
Last word you said: Again.

F U T U R E.
Where do you want to go?: Home.
Your career going to be?: Dilettante
Where are you going to live?: Wherever I please.
Do you want any kids?: Yes. But not between meals, thanks.

C U R R E N T.
Current mood: Resigned.
Current taste: Minty gum!
Current clothes: The David work uniform.
Current longing: 5pm.
Current favorite artist: Alan Davis.
Current book you're reading: STILL bloody Tender is the Night (although chapter 15 of book 2 struck me as remarkably ironic).

W H A T S.
What's in your CD player?: Work: Rammstein 5/4. Home: Codename: Outbreak.
What color socks are you wearing?: Black
What color of underwear? Black
What's under your bed?: The carpet. probably some books.
What time did you wake up today?: I hope to wake up soon.