"It's laughter and it's loving I disdain..."

I AM: ... a rock, I am an island.
I WANT: ... to be a millionaire.
I HATE: ... radio presenters, especially Nicky Campbell, Chris Moyles and JoAnne Good.
I MISS: ... young and innocent days.
I FEAR: ... death of loved ones. And rodents.
I HEAR: ... Mariah Carey songs, blaring through the walls in the early hours of weekends. Unhappily.
I WONDER: ... how long before someone will master the art of time travel. And cheap, accessible, no-frills time travel at that.
I REGRET: ... plenty.
I AM NOT: ... your stepping stone.
I DANCE: ... with great reluctance.
I SING: ... with very little reluctance, I'm afraid.
I SEE: ... a bad moon rising.
I CRY: ... when Greta Garbo "dies" at the end of "Camille".
I AM NOT ALWAYS: ... ... ... ... ... Sorry - er, ... paying attention, I suppose.
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: ... surprisingly carefully-crafted crudites.
I WRITE: ... stuff.
I CONFUSE: ... easily.
I NEED: ... a good shaking.
I SHOULD: ... go to bed.
I START: ... Catch-22 again, at one point every year, but always give up in exasperation at most a few tedious chapters in.
I FINISH: ... too many sentences with "..." ...

This for seconds, by the by, is courtesy of HangTheDJ... (As for Pr0lix, Toxic and Overnight Editor - consider yourselves well and truly tagged...)