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
i am an audiophile with tendencies towards old school punk and alternative country but i am always willing to give something a listen.
i like dark films but i have been known to frequent a mindless comedy from time to time.
dreams (I have a whole tooth loss thing going on in my dreams currently which is supposed to indicate change)
why i am secretly afraid of colons; yet, i have an unhealthy addiction to semi-colons...
you are a master of one of the lost arts
you understand my great love of doctor who
you know that red is an actual flavor
*i just started dating someone so best of luck to you all.