Who, me? Blah facts: 18, of the female gender, has a nose... is attracted to the male of the species, wishes she could grow up to be a ninja pirate mutt - she has the mutt part down pat - and set sail with a captain called Squeaky Fred, loves a good read or a good ogling of lovely art, and should NEVER be deprived of her supply of dark chocolate.
Are you looking at my chocolate?!? You better NOT be looking at MY chocolate...

Somewhat obsessed with: art in general, art dealing with the human body in particular.

"Art is life, life is life, but to lead life artistically is the art of life." Peter Altenburg
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below is a short mental burp from ... 12:55 pm, 9/6/04.

dreams of
skyscraper ostritches and philosophical dogs,
criminal circus freaks named pedro and gertrude who steal my house
alarm clock burglar alarm

now the school is in greyscale
and the students have no brains, only sponges
I have to capture the flag
but I wake up before
the best
part

Okay, fictionpress? You need to loosen up where spacing is concerned, because currently I am losing my mind trying to format, well, anything.