book worm, and part time workoholic. My book collection has become a tad embarrassing in that it has consumed my bookshelves and is looking to annex my coffee table. My addiction to caffeine is troublesome at best and in need of intervention at worst. My relationship with caffeine is only eclipsed by my torrid affair with history, with a dash of silliness on the side. I'm eccentric with a side of eclectic, but sadly deficient in parseltongue.
All the above text aside, I can be serious when need be. However, it's often met with the over used line, "Why so serious?" on the part of my coworkers.