Call it Ham's evil influence.

TIME: 7:57pm
FULL NAME: Diana Elsie Evans
DOB: 25/5/80
SIGN: People underlining words in library books. That is *definitely* a sign of the apocalypse. (Gemini)
BIRTHPLACE: Gladstone, Queensland, Australia
HOMETOWN: See above, I guess. I am currently a nomad, but try telling the Electoral Commission that.
PARENTS TOGETHER/DIVORCED: Both divorced from other people and still happily married to each other.
CURRENT LOCATION: My college room, on the third floor, nears the stairs.
HOW OLD DO YOU LOOK: Old enough to drink, apparently.
SHOE SIZE: 7b
EYE COLOR: Grey. Mostly.
HAIR COLOR: Brown. Somewhere under the black and red dye.
CURLY OR STRAIGHT: Straight. I will never go curly ever again. Well, not in the next little while.
HEIGHT: About that. 5'7? I dunno.
WEIGHT: A little over 50kg
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: Ears pierced. I am always considering an eyebrow, but will probably never get it done. Tattoos, never. I refuse to permanently marr my body with something that I may consider stupid and juvenile at the age of 45.
WHAT ARE YOU WEARING: My dominatrix outfit. Today, this comprises grey dress slacks and an orange long-sleeved T-shirt. NO shoes. Let my feet be free!
WHAT DO YOU WEAR TO BED: Pyjamas. Depends on the weather. I have fleece stuff for winter, but in summer it's my oversized Oktoberfest Muenchen 1994 T-shirt and Playboy bunny boxer shorts.
PETS: I have a cat. She is unfortunately a couple of thousand kilometres away.
BEEN TO CANADA: No. But I have been to Singapore, England, America, and Germany. I think I can be excused Canada.
BEEN IN A CAR CRASH: No. Not even close.
SHAMPOO/CONDITIONER: Yes. Oh, that wasn't a question. Whatever looks good when I'm buying. I like Pantene, and have recently returned to it.
EVER GIVEN MONEY TO A HOMELESS PERSON: No, because they haven't asked. It's a long story.
COLLECTIONS: I collect fantasy books, and interesting non-fiction books. And some comics. But no, I don't collect any useless knick-knacks or anything.
IF YOU COULD LIVE ANYWHERE: Here's good. For now. But maybe... somewhere on the beach, or near the beach, but a lonely beach. Somewhere warm, with good ventilation, and space for me and my imagination, but not space to sprawl. Yeah.
DREAM HOUSE: AAAAAAAgh!!! No houses. Houses BAD! You'll be suggesting suburbia next.
DREAM VEHICLE: One that goes. Red, perhaps. Fast? Sleek. I'll know it when I see it.
DREAM JOB: I don't like jobs. They're almost as bad as suburbia. Normalcy. Eeurgh. (I wanna be a writer. Or a firetruck.)
MOST ANNOYING THING: Only one? You're stunting me. Stupidity. That about sums it up.
FAVORITE NUMBER: 39 is good.
FAVORITE TV SHOW: I don't watch TV.
FAVORITE MOVIE: Thirteen Days.
FAVORITE TOOTHPASTE: Huh?? Whatever's cheapest. People worry about this sort of thing?
WHAT'S TO THE LEFT OF YOU: The open door to my room. It is always open, unless I am out, asleep, or naked.
WHAT'S TO THE RIGHT OF YOU: My stereo, complete with the Funk Soul Reindeer. That is also a long story.
CDS IN YOUR CD PLAYER: Let me check... Dope, Faith No More, and Poe.
WHAT DID YOU DO TONIGHT: Plotted, filled this out, talked to my friends, and soon I will go down to bar and start writing. I did not read Machiavelli, and that is a problem.
THINGS YOU DO ON THE WEEKEND: Sleep in a little more, and play Werewolf. I got to hit things last week. In fact, I got to throw a Mafia thug out a ninth floor window. I am a happy little warrior wolf.
THE THREE PEOPLE YOU'D TAKE ON A DESERT ISLAND: I wouldn't take three. In fact, I might not take anyone. Solitude... aaaaah.
TIME IT IS NOW: 8:16pm
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING: I try not to do dangerous things like think.