| i am a scientist. i dream in sound. soft silly music is meaningful, magical. aliens always want to go home.
i've been a burger flipper, managed a rock band, and been bored psychic several times over. i sit alone in my room and glue things together a lot.
i sing and play things in a band. i show my paintings to anyone who seems remotely interested. i weigh 119 pounds. my eyes are many colored. sometimes my heart starts beating funny and it hurts a lot. someday the chemicals in my brain are going to become imbalanced and i'll be like my mother: alone, homeless, and completely deranged. |