Thanks to John D, who himself was tagged by JerryChicken, for this great honour. Apparently I have to now state ten interesting things about myself, which is much easier said than done. I probably could come up with ten things, but I’m a very shy person and, knowing who reads this thing, there are lots of things I don’t like to talk about, so you’ll have to make do with this lot instead, I apologise in advance for boring you!
1 – If things had worked out for me as planned, I’d now be in Melbourne with a fairly decent job living with a very nice girl. Unfortunately shit happens, so I’m not, and now I don’t have a clue what to do with myself – having never really been able to formulate any clear plans for my life and just stumbling into things.
2- By the time I left my last job working in the tax office I absolutely hated the place, and what it was doing to me. After spending the last four weeks since I got back from Spain looking and applying for jobs with little success or encouragement I’d actually happily go back to it.
3 – I have a high degree of musical talent – I am a world record holding maraca shaker, and was once invited to play the harmonica on stage with a band at Bradford Rio. I have also written the lyrics to a song for a friends band in Hull (which he subsequently performed).
I’m already struggling with this.
4 – I’m allergic to lipstick, I trust this information will ease the broken hearts and minds of the numerous girls I have declined the opportunity to kiss over the years.
5 – I used to be addicted to chewing gum, and could often get through eight or nine packets a day, one day I just stopped cold turkey – and I am now able to enjoy the stuff every now and then in reasonable quantities.
It’s getting really trivial now isn’t it?
6 – Doctor Who saved my life, well sort of, I was at a Guillemots gig last April in the Manchester University Students Union and someone decided to spike my drink. All I remember is suddenly feeling exceedingly hot and dizzy, and making my way out of the venue towards the toilets. The next thing I know I was laid on the floor of the corridor opening my eyes to be greeted by the sight of former Doctor Who Christopher Ecclestone, who helped me outside and sat with me until I came round properly.
7 – When I was seven years old I fell 20 feet from my bedroom window onto the garden path while attempting to retrieve a tennis ball that had got stuck in the guttering using a sweeping brush. My sister apparently ran downstairs shouting “Asim’s dead, Asim’s dead” however I was merely unconcious, and the only evidence now is a small scar on my chin – well, that and the brain damage.
8 – I am currently writing a book, despite numerous ideas it neither has a title or a plot, and, if ever finished, will possibly the worst book ever written. I think the only reason I am writing it is so I can tell people that I am a writer, which I’ve found to be an extremely successful “in” when meeting new people.
I’m struggling now.
9 – When I was twelve years old I stole a pound from a friends bedroom. It is the only time I have ever done anything like that and this is the first time I have admitted it to anyone, I still feel ashamed of my actions and, if Daniel Wallis happens to be reading this, please get in touch and you can have it back.
10 – I have a bad habit of telling little white lies when meeting new people. Why, I’m not entirely sure, and half of the time the things I come up with actually make me look bad. I very very rarely lie about anything important, or to friends and family, but the amount of bullshit I am able to pass off to people at times scares me. My most successful lie has to be the time I introduced myself to folk in a hostel in Berlin as Charlie, a guitarist in a band who, having woken up one day with his ability to play lost, was travelling with the aim of getting over this mental block.
I managed to keep up the pretence for five days which included bluffing my way through conversations with actual guitarists, and being taken out to a show, then dinner and drinks by people from a touring theatre group who were amazingly sympathetic to my plight!
So there you have it, if you have made it this far please accept my apologies for wasting your time, I’m going to see if Alexis will carry this thing on!
