You're probably looking at this because you like my face. Either that or I've been e-stalking you. OR maybe your cat just walked onto your computer and clicked on my profile. A catastrophe. Yeah. Let that one sink in.
Um. Let's see.
I just moved back here from LA, which is a mega super huge bummer, but I blew through my savings on Disneyland and really expensive rent, so.. c'est la vie, it was good times. I regret nothing.
I like making art. It's kind of the one thing I've excelled at my whole life. It's constant, it's catharsis. I'm an art school drop-out, which I'm sure sounds really appealing. Yes, my parents are so proud.
I have a mangy old dog named Kiely. We have an unhealthy parasitic relationship. I'm basically her human slave and joyride chauffeur. But in turn I get to try desperately to cuddle her while she literally kicks me. It's pretty great. I freestyle little songs about my love for her when we're alone. Shhhh. She's my sunshine and my best friend and my benevolent(ish) overlord. Dogs are pure furry magic and pretty much my favorite thing ever.
I should also mention now that I love puns. Just so that's out there.
Movies... The Family Stone is my favorite. I ain't ashamed. It's so great. I'm also a hardcore marathon watcher of Lord of the Rings. I get goosebumps every time. Battle of effing Helm's Deep, man.
TV. I like to knit and watch Netflix which I call "Knitflix." Yeah whatever people besides your grandma can knit and it's totally fine.
I've been really into Orphan Black lately. And The Fall, oh my god. And The Man in the High Castle. And and I'm always into The X-Files.
As for music, I like the rock 'n roll. But, I'm hopelessly out of touch with most current music. Don't get me wrong, I love the crap out of music. It's just, I still have an iPod with a click-wheel. And I'm the one weirdo who still goes to the record store and buys an actual real life copy of an album, 'cause I need to hold it in my grubby little paws and read the liner notes and experience the artwork and all that. Um. Should I list some stuff? Sure, what the hell. Simon and Garfunkel first because my mom used to play them on vinyl when I was a sprout, Butch Walker, Gaslight Anthem, Elliott Smith, Belle & Sebastian, Tom Waits, Nirvana, Jeff Buckley, My Morning Jacket, Brand New, Iron & Wine, lots of other stuff especially if it's mopey and self-loathing.
If we are what we eat, I'm composed mostly of Spaghetti Ohs, Australian liquorice, and flavor blasted Goldfish Crackers. Sad fact.
Ugh. I just threw up in my mouth a little.
2. You saw pictures of my dog and you want to hang out with her. Which, yeah, I totally get.. she's the best.
3. You also knit. Or you want me to teach you how to knit. And you want to Knitflix and chill. (Oh my god I think I'm so funny.)
4. Or whatever. I can't tell you your business.