A. Age: 23, but I keep forgetting and thinking I am 22. I'm not 22. Or am I? Shit.
B. Bed size: Double, but sometimes couch-sized due to accidental snooze.
C. Chores you dislike: Oh man, pretty much all of them.
D. Dogs: Dogs? Dogs.
E. Essential start to your day:
Coffee and a wee.. Coffee.
F. Favourite colour: I... this is a dumb question. Blue? Red? Who cares?
G. Gold or silver: Silver. But this is also a dumb question.
H. Height: I am unsure. 23.
I. Instruments you play(ed): Trumpet! And not very good piano.
J. Job title: Officially unemployed. But new job starts on May 1 and I will tell you all about it then, when I can remember what the official title is.
K. Kids: Where? Not here, surely. Why are you in my house, kids? Go away.
L. Live: Yes. Hard to do a blog when you're dead, unless you were extremely organised and set up autoposts for months after your demise, which now that I've thought of it I totally intend to do.
M. Mum’s name: Sue, aka 'Mum'
N. Nicknames: I don't really have any nicknames, but sometimes when I meet people in real life they introduce me by my Twitter name, which is Tarquin_Death. It's always a little weird. "Hello! This is Tarquin Death." "Hello!" And then I try not to look like a psychopath.
O. Overnight hospital stays: None.
P. Pet peeves: People who talk when I am trying to watch something. If you want to talk, go away and talk somewhere else, America's Next Top Model is on. Worse: people who talk when I am trying to watch something, then become passive-aggressive and sulky when I pause whatever it is, or turn off the TV.
Q. Quote from a movie: "For just one night let's not be co-workers. Let's be co-people." We could all take a lesson from Ron Burgundy in how to legitimize office romances or, as I have just decided I like to call them, 'cubecest.' 60% of the time, it works every time.
R. Righty or lefty: Yes.
S. Siblings: Again, yes. Three sisters. If this was a Disney movie, at least one of them would be evil. Probably two. Probably me.
T. Time you wake up: Late.
U: Underwear: Yeah, sometimes.
V. Vegetables you don’t like: PARSNIP PARSNIP TASTES LIKE ARSE RIP**
W. What makes you run late: Me.
X. X-Rays you’ve had: None.
Y. Yummy food you make: Tiramisu and lemon pudding and teriyaki chicken and some other stuff and man, I love cooking so much but couldn't they have thought of something better for Y, like "Young and the Restless." (Both.)
Z. Zoo animal favourites:
*I still feel like a bit of a dick when I say 'blogosphere'
**I wish I had thought of this clever rhyme when I was 12 and could have busted it out at Christmas dinner.