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I really don't know! I really like runny hot chocolate sauce. There are loads of little single-serving pots over hear, done by companies like Gü, and they're pretty yum. Probably them..
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Sort of. I'm still trying to decide about LeakyCon. It'll be really difficult, tough to get the money and everything, and I'm just a bit worried that I'll fuck it up somehow, or I'll just end up spending a week in America wandering around by myself. So I don't know, really.
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I don't even know how you do that? =/
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I always say 'socks', but the thing is, I really do LOVE socks. Choosing which socks to wear is definitely one of the highlights of my day..
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I haven't encountered anything on it. Link me?
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Ah! Well I do very much enjoy Winter, but I find that what I enjoy about it tends not to be the weather (although I am actually quite a fan of rain and snow and all that Winter regales us with), but all that comes with it: The clothing, the warm fires, the cosiness, and as you stipulated, the warm, hearty food (especially such as my parents provide). Summer, however, is quite the opposite. I love the sun and the opportunities it provides to get outside and enjoy the rejuvenating affects of fresh air.
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Oooo-oo-oooh [insert name of Questioner here] I've left you a pile of doooough,
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Well. I'd imagine that even if you hate dancing in public, you'd get some primal pleasure from the feel of writhing your body in time to music when by yourself. Whether that can be classed as love only you can say. But I'd imagine so. Especially if you asked me about it..
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Woah! Tough. And slightly odd. I mean taste?!
Well then!
See:
There are so many beautiful people in the world, it would be a Herculean task indeed to try and pick just one at whom to perv. There are some people who are just SO fantastically, bone-achingly gorgeous, that pain actually registers. Indeed, not having seen everyone in the world, I can hardly say who causes me the most pain of beauty. But I think it would probably have to be Emily Fitch in Skins.
Feel:
I don't think I can be precise with this one, I'm afraid. As the touch of someone is something so completely personal and intrinsic to each different person and your relationship with them, I could not possibly stipulate exactly who. I can however say that the first touch of their lips on your skin (NOT the lips - The first kiss is something wonderful to be treasured and fondled over in the mind for years to come, but it is not the first kiss that I long to preserve) is something I could enjoy forever. Indeed I do long, yearn, pine, and crave from the bottom of my heart, mind and sense of consciousness that after the first time I felt the touch of another's lips on my skin in love, I felt nothing else in the world, ever.
Hear:
Probably Stephen Fry. This one was tricky, because obviously music is such a huge part of my life. John Darnielle is a contender, as are Zach Condon, Patrick Wolf, and whoever sings the soprano solo part on the last minute of Howard Shore's "The Bridge of Khazad Dum". But ultimately, Stephen Fry is such a continual goldmine of creative comic genius, profound intellectual insight, and such nuances of subtle vocabulary as could make Shakespeare weep, that really, I could listen to him forever.
Taste:
How can I possibly choose one person?! I'm not sure I've ever really tasted anyone. Obviously, yes, I've kissed people in many different ways, and yes, taste will have been a part of that. But I can't really say anyone has ever really stood out as tasting particularly different to anyone else, and if they have, 'twill have only been the work of a mint or lozenge. So no answer, I'm afraid.
Smell:
The smell of one particular girl from my life still, to this day haunts me. In many ways, she is the only person I have ever smelt, and may well continue to be so. Unfortunately I can't tell you who she is because I hate you.
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I abhor bananas, but I also really dislike ninjas. Sure they're efficient, but there's no style or flair to what they do. Team Pirate ftw!
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Well I do love Levicorpus, but I think it would have to be one of the groovy Dumbledore-style ones that I'd love most. I imagine that I would be a very flamboyant spellcaster..
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It's going to be pretty obvious, no one ever leaves anonymous gifts for me on here. You're the only one with nothing better to do..
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You're the only person active online at this time that a) would react so calmly to unwarranted rudeness, b) is confident enough to call themselves 'totally hot' c) doesn't care that I hate being quoted 'poignant' lyrics and d) has such terrible taste in music.
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Oh well you've given it away now. You could have kept it going for a little longer.
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Right. I recognise that phrasing. Who is this?
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The ribs, sternum, and, to an extent, the lungs. Why are you quoting poorly punctuated Ingrid Michaelson at me?
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Book: Half-Blood Prince - I love seeing another side of Dumbledore. For films, it's probably Order of the Phoenix, due to the AWESOME two fights at the end, and lots of nice Sirius bits. :]
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