I live in no man's land. Aka- 'Westbubble*' as a freind of mine so aptly calls it. It isn't bad... it contains a movie theater. My home has rooms, but none of those matter besides the one with the sweet blaring clickity-click (computer) that I swear I would marry if that sort of thing were legal. Aside from that, I am a pathetically happy child (think yipping dog) who enjoys poking the jello of others, consuming giant amounts of poland spring, and hissing as homework. I pretend my soul is made of pink ribbon.

But it isn't.

And that hurts.

Anyway, if you like what I write, send me a message! That always makes my world warm and fuzzy. And that's always better then cold and uh... not... fuzzy.

Over and out! -Salute!-