Apparently, being zen. Goodness knows how that happens considering my brain is anything but zen.

Love it. Especially Red Leicester.

Well, I went to a casting call for extras. Not heard anything yet!

Next week!

Well, that's not a very useful question, really, is it? But thank you cards are coming...

The main thing that stops me killing generally is more my cowardice and fear of pain, rather than any moral obligation.

Well I like Doctor Who and the Pet Shop Boys.

I tried, once, when it was an interesting cross-section of the British peoples as opposed to a bunch of vain self-obsessed people who would do anything to get on TV.

Needless to say, even back then, I wasn't interesting enough to go on.

Tell Iain to listen to Gaydar radio on digital radio. Saves paying for overpriced drinks at the clubs!

Dewi is married to a lovely American lady, but he's over here at the moment while he applies for a visa, which will take 4 months. he's on Facebook and LJ if you are!

Well, I've got a full list on my blog of the ones I do sign up to. I have to admit, the only ones that I check on a daily basis are Facebook, Twitter, LJ and Google Reader.

Thanks for that - not too sure about that gossip about iain though. and what are *you* doing?

Just had Dewi in my flat all weekend long.

Only when I exercise my Godly powers.

I never had a Welsh cake until I moved to South Wales. I think.

Fantastic views all round - slightly marred by being unable to open a window, not having a tripod, and being very very drunk. Pics to come!

You don't consider a long distance relationship. The person on the other end is either someone you *have* to connect with, or they aren't.

Having said all that, money helps enormously. And you might as well register for cheap phone calls and all the airline frequent flyer packages. And feel guilty for all the carbon emissions you emit.

If it were entirely up to me, I'd spend the next ten years flitting between all the major cities of the world (New York, San Francisco, Tokyo, Hong Kong). And probably be sat in a penthouse flat just within reach of the city centre, Facebooking and Twittering away.

How can I forget? Troy's on Facebook these days, although he doesn't do much on it.

It's a story too good to waste on a website. Ask me in person ;)

Possibly. I wouldn't want to commit to an answer at this stage.

Behind your left buttock.