As some pretty clever website once informed me, I'm made of soda, folk, and forgetfulness. With a dash of Van Gogh. All right then.
I love cats. And Keats. I write things, and I draw things, I sleep far too much or not at all, and I've got an awfully cliché coffee addiction.
I basically just sit here and obsess over stuff. Peace.
"Keep me up till five only because all your stars are out, and for no other reason."