I get a lot of compliments on my hair, but I don't much with it other than have it tied back. It's very thick, curly, has volume and a nice bounce to it when it's out. And when it rains, I get these adorable little ringlets around my face, apparently. When I was growing up, my mother's friend would threaten me and say she wants to cut it all off and make a wig for herself. She could probably make a blanket to be fair, but wow.

At work, I get endless compliments on my games knowledge. I own so many games, I can describe them in detail for customers. My product knowledge is pretty good too on coming soon titles - I'm especially good with merchandise and collector's editions, mostly because I look for myself. Sometimes it turns from potential compliment to: "Oh my god, you don't actually play all this stuff, do you?" with a look of "holy shit, this bitch is just wasting her life on games meant for little boys who like playing solider." My best response? "Yes, sir/madam, I play games. They're a hundred times as interactive as watching a movie, and some are as immersive as your favourite book. Books, movies, games - they're all an escape from reality, and sometimes people need that."

My mum told me that the physiotherapists helping my grandmother after she broke her hip were talking about me, and said they thought I have a great attitude. Which was odd, because I'd only spoken to them once or twice. I think it'd because I've been here and I get involved when they're here to help out. And they could see I run around like a dickhead to make sure my nan is happy.

Then you have the things only those close to you say. My mum loves my sense of humour - I can bring her back from a really bad day. Give us a bottle of wine, and we're ****ing hilarious. My partner tells me how gorgeous I am all the time, even when I'm sick or feeling and looking at my worst. My buddies at work tell me what a c*nt I am all the time (<3). Etc etc...

I think that's it.