talking with me is like a game of russian roullette. i have been told i am cruel at times but always fair. i say exactly what is on my mind and do not care to censor myself. i am quirky and whimsical. i drink nothing carbonated and adore anything red. the smell of burning leaves is perfection and i am prone to fits of car dancing when the mood strikes. i like to spin in circles and catch snowflakes on my tongue. i have a constant need to travel and experience everything first hand. i read most anything i can get my hands on (and i make the library interloan it for me) and i am an audiophile in the worst way. i am still a painter at heart but i rarely dance with the muse these days. i love the number 5 and in the immortal words of anton "i will not die for fernando poo."
I am whimsical, nietzschean, and kierkegardian