Strange isn't it? How I could make myself up to be anyone at all and yet I choose to be truthful. I could be amazingly smart, but that isn't true. I could be hilariously funny but I can already hear the crickets. I could even be a superhero but that's a little ridiculous.

The truth?

Currently I am an unemployed student, who spends way too much time, wasting time. I have a love for socks, a hate for sandals and an addiction to tomatoes.

Then of course I have a love for reading and writing, hence the reason I am here.

Currently I am reading: The Windup Girl - Paolo Bacigalupi