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Things are shaping up to be pretty odd.
Bex has a large cat called Perry, constantly changes her mind when it's very important not to, can't eat fast food for medical reasons, works at the Studio of Tableware selling fine French crystal glassware and blimmin tea towels and cheese knives, has quite a short attention span, enjoys speaking in a fake British accent just for kicks, is so goddamn picky it'll give you a headache, will be packing her bags and jumping on a plane in August to live in London for two years (so long, NZ!!), enjoys organising and filing things in alphabetical or numerical order, has an inability to wake people up, likes to read home and garden magazines, is what they call a "banana" since she's yellow on the outside and white on the inside, has an extensive collection of plushie toys that each have names and personalities, likes to hang out at plant stores and gaze longingly at the purdy flowers, procrastinates more than you do, wishes life were a giant never ending musical with synchronised dance moves and jazz hands, will tidy and clean things when she’s frustrated/sad/bored, drinks more coffee than is necessary or healthy, used to be in a ridiculous teenage punk band called "Hedge", still only has her learner's driving license at the ripe old age of 19, has a shoe and handbag fetish to rival yours, and really likes peanut butter and jam sandwiches.
There you go, sound like your kind of bloke? Mine too, let's talk =D
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