And he's like, so she's like and I like.

I spent today in the company of a young girl, 10 years old. Tall for her age, with skin that seems to be permanently goose bumped, regardless of temperature, and a slight stutter, she managed to have a simultaneously limited conversation and an aversion to silence. Speaking only to either list what she loves at the moment (the Jonas Brothers, Hannah Montana, Sponge Bob, glitter nail polish, pens with fluffy bits on the end, those yogurts with fruit at the bottom - not in a separate bit on the side, green apples, Lady Gaga, Furbies, Dr Pepper, cats, sleepovers, dance class, Nintendo DS and any game for the DS that involves looking after a 'virtual' pet, the karaoke machine Aunt Nikii has in her living room, the fact Aunt Nikii spells her name with a double i - how super cool!) and what she doesn't like (School projects on India - India's boring, the news, that mean judge on Strictly, Snickers bars - mank, the Clarkes shoes that don't come with a toy in the heel, cheese, any vegetables except tinned carrots, Madonna - she's, like, well old.) I found listening to her so distracting that now I can't stop thinking about what I do and don't like at the moment.

I like:
Emilie Autumn - Marry Me, rereading Roald Dahl books to my son at bedtime,
rice pudding, Iron Fist shoes, Doritos, La Roux, DIY SOS repeats on the Home channel, the fact my laptop is working again after a major series of temper tantrums, Lisa Gerrard, my engagement ring - shiny, guacamole, Internet forums, painting my nails, Lucozade, old tapes of the Goon show I'd forgotten I had, learning to drive.

I don't like:
that the 80's are 'back' - can't wear any of my stuff without being asked if it came from new look, cottage cheese, any form of 'talent' show on television, Lady Gaga - silly cow, that my house is always a mess, Eon, Two pints of Larger & a Packet of Crisps - it's not funny, why do they keep making it?, people who add me on facebook when I've never met them - that would make being my fucking friend a bit tricky wouldn't it?, people who drop fag buts or let their dogs shit in the playground at the park when there are ashtrays and dog walking areas, hearing people who don't vote complain about politicians, that my dentist has a six week wait for appointments, cooking, washing up after fiance has cooked - basically, I'm screwed either way with dinner.

Ahhhhhhhhh, that feels much better. Stay away from 10 year olds, they mess with the mind. It's, like, so freaky, you know?