How often are you wrong? Do you find it difficult to admit it when you are?
Submitted by emily ann.
1. Never.
2. See above.
Have you ever had plastic or elective surgery? Did you tell anyone? Why or why not?
Submitted by Beth Punches.
Ha. If I'd had plastic surgery then you could certainly take it as a recommendation against my surgeon.
No, I haven't had it. Would I ever? Yes, quite possibly.
When is the last time you stayed up all night?
Sadly not recently. I've listened to this song a lot, though.
What are some charitable causes that you support or would like to support?
I don't like to talk about my works of charidee - but I snogged a right minger the other week, if that counts.
What are the weirdest song titles in your playlist or music collection?
Submitted by Charline.
Off the top of my head, because I can't be bothered to trawl through nearly 5000 songs:
'Everyone's a Little Bit Racist'
'The Internet is for Porn'
'Another Dead Cow'
Yeah, I know, it's been a while*. In my defence, when I first came over here, there was no-one here and it was bloody ugly, so I ran away in fear. Now, however, it's beginning to get a bit more friendly and we can do designy stuff, which is quite exciting. Guess my favourite tipple. G'wan. I'm still not entirely convinced about this place, but it's nice to see lots of familiar faces. I can still be found mainly here and here, however, if you're at all interested.
So I've been off on tour again recently, which was entertaining. I can highly recommend the Black Sheep theatre company, who do comedy improv shows. I saw their current kids' show, Professor Bumm's Story Machine, and didn't stop laughing for the full 75 minutes. They're going to be at Edinburgh this year, in the same venue as my shows, and I have been instructed to make friends with them. No, not by the voices in my head, but by my employer. Honest, guv. I feel a bit like an undercover mole. Agent Katja to the rescue and all that. I quite fancy being a spy - I'd be rubbish though. I'd just end up blogging everything and blowing my cover. Bah.
* 6 months exactly, in fact - Ed.
