Ving Rhames.

It's not up to me, and I can't say I particularly give a shit.

I don't have the face, body or teeth to be an actor, and I'm more or less adequate at playing guitars and things, so musician it'd have to be.

Three days and my body starts to liquify and kill me.

I do have to cook dinner for someone tonight, and I'm gonna try and make lohikeitto.

I'm pretty much an open book when it comes to "talents;" if there's something I perceive myself to be good at, I generally show it off - other folks' validation of whatever it is I'm boasting about feeds my narcissism.

I suppose I'm good at accents? I don't show this off so much because there's rarely any reason to do so. My mother and her siblings were subjected to elocution lessons when they were children, and so I grew up without my native Mancunian accent- instead speaking in a received pronunciation, standard "British" accent. As such, in my childhood, I was spellbound by folks' way of talking.

I love accents. And for some reason, possibly because I didn't have my own, I found it fairly easy to pick up others. It's a talent there is absolutely no need for in actual, real life, but I quite like that if I ever did need to flee the authorities, I've at least got one form of disguise.

It is an arrogance of humanity to assume that Earth is the only inhabited planet in the known universe.

I'm not a moron; I don't believe that little green men have attempted to contact people or randomly abduct and probe Texans. I do, however, believe that in the myriad of universes, galaxies and solar systems, there is at least one planet inhabited by an advanced, sentient species akin to human kind. It's just common sense, surely?

I'm not suggesting that we'll ever make contact with another species before we as a species destroy ourselves, it seems somewhat science fiction to assume that we'd ever be able to traverse the vast distances of space in order to do so. But I'm sure, somewhere out there, there is a person on the equivalent of Formspring answering this very same question in the same way. I hope so.

Shia LeBoeuf. I just cannot understand how that person gets work.

Cream, man. Bit of contrast for you.

I don't know a muffin man, so I'd probably advise the creature to check the yellow pages.

Probably McDonalds, sadly.

WHO. Come on!

A massive fucking steampunk study, with brass and antiqued wood all over my contraptions.

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To an extent... I certainly wouldn't know fine people such as yourself without it, and social networking in general does seem to be the future. I'd say that, whether boring or not, it'd be hard to imagine the world without it.

Should be what you know, but it's generally always who you know. Has been in my circumstances anyway, for better or worse.

Allow them their entitlement to their opinion.

Already got them, two beautiful rats, Kolyat and Silver: http://twitpic.com/3i5jvn

It has been over 2 weeks since I last cut my toenails.

The ability to tolerate me.