"Even when I knew what was coming next, I didn’t know what was coming next. I knew that in the end the Circle would win, that in the end it would all come down to the beginning again."
-Jacob Garbe, The Street
So it recently came to my attention that people might actually read this shit. I thought maybe, just maybe, I might want to make it a little more interesting me. (Why do we do these things to ourselves?! No one KNOWS...)
I am obsessed, no seriously obsessed, with music. Music collection, music trivia, musicians, music styles. It runs in my family, I think. Jimi Hendrix from my brother, James Taylor from my mother, Fleetwood Mac from my dad. Incidentally, Nick Drake is my soul mate.
Also, I'm a little eeeeeensy-weensy bit geek/academia/science/literature/knowledge oriented. Nothing is hotter, seriously nothing, than a good brain and maybe a little artistic talent. Art is good because I have no aptitude for it. I like to surround myself with those who have talent and then consider myself some sort of patron.
My favorite television character is Daniel Jackson, because he knows 26 languages and all of the quantum particles.
AIM devil2pointoh.
My favourite synonym for prostitute is whore (what? it sounds the best!), but I could probably name 20 or so, if pressed.
Also, I'm a psychology major with asperations to someday be everything else. like bartender, electrician, mechanic, locksmith, anthropologist, chemist, cat burglar, and wizard.
kthxluvbye.
