into: The little creatures of the forest, they don't know that they're ugly. That's very funny, a fly marrying a bumblebee.
not into: That horrible sound that's made when you erase a pencil mark using the eraser on the end of a pencil when the eraser has been worn down to the metal, but a vain attempt is made anyway, smearing graphite and tiny wood shards across the paper.
makes me happy: Finishing things in a timely manner.
makes me sad: Emoticons and people who steal my bike.
hobbies: Saying things that I ought to regret but pretend that I don't.
vices: Dawdling.
thoughts on sg: I hate it
i spend most of my free time: Immersed neck high in tubs of linseed oil, situated in various places throughout the country in temperature managed underground facilities and maintained for my personal convenience.
occupation: horsefleshproductions.com
current crush: The man with the heart of catsup, Cory McAbee.
stats: Despite my vast warehouse of clothing, I always wear the same thing--a cumbersome shell constructed of milkcrates, newspapers, and discarded cardboard.
body mods: A red birthmark, like fingerprints on the back side of my skull.
heroes: Each and every one of my teeth is a hero of inestimable virtue.
gets me hot: Hercule Poirot's mustache
favorite position: Scattered across the solar system and Kuiper Belt after being reduced to my constituent molecules.
fantasy: To leave and never return.
sign: I will grind your bones to make my bread
most humbling moment: I am not humbled
i lost my virginity: None-ya
CIGARETTES: Nope
MY DIET: Vegan
ALCOHOL: Occasionally
MY DRUG USE: Drug Free
MY POLITICS: Bleeding-heart Liberal
POT: Nope
MY STATUS: not telling
MY PIGEONHOLES: Crafty, Arty, Bookworm, Geek
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