Why is this my job? YOU figure it out.
Also, if you've ended up in my quiver, I automatically don't want to hear from you; those matches are about 90% worthless. Or I guess vice versa since you'd really have no idea who ends up in my quiver...
I hate wearing socks. I hate feet more but if it isn't a formal function, fuck socks. I don't actually know how tall I am or how much I weigh but based on last known measurements, that's what I've listed.
I've also decided that Choose Your Own Adventure books were probably the singularly most formative pinnacle of my life. Every day of my life is basically those books.