Shitting myself because I'm about to get on a long-haul flight and I hate flying.
Meekness, i think that's a word.
To be polite and grateful.
Huge ego, lack of empathy and extremely narcissistic. Oh wait! Sorry I thought you were asking me what I'm like as a romantic partner.
In a soul food restaurant called Roland's in Austin, TX. It was fried chicken and yams, very very special.
Passport because if you lose it you're fucked.
I dreamt that there was an electrical socket in the sand at the beach and these evil people were vacuuming the sea bed of all its coral so I unplugged it, then I got told off because they were actually saving the sea floor not ruining it and I had just single handedly ruined the ocean. I bet you wish you never asked that question.
You don't have to shave your armpits.
My band, for making them help me answer these questions!