I used to be a hand model before a tragic encounter with a gaggle of wild geese left me mangled from the elbow down. I'm so kidding!! hahahaha! (but seriously, how the hell else am I going to get you to read this inadequate substitute for your first first impression of me? hmm?)
Here are the GRITTY details:
1) I'm left-handed. This means all sorts of things to me.
2)I have an insatiable lust for performance art of these kinds:
a. acting
b. dancing
c. DJing (drum & bass and more recently techno and house)
d. singing
e. intentional public self-humiliation through senseless and absurd behavior
3) I cannot find an explanation for why sales clerks, after you have given them money, impatiently hold your change in front of your face, arm completely extended, when you're clearly still gathering your purchases in the bag, many times when no one is in line behind you. This is a disservice to everyone involved: the clerk's arm tires from extending for an unnecessary period of time, and the customer feels rushed and unwanted. Lose lose all the way.
4) My vices have all abandoned me: they no longer bring joy, and thus I have let them go. Unless you count trident gum, green tea, and Propel as vices.
5) And there's more I'll write later...linkzzzzzzzzzz1:
bassheadz productions
dc productions
