
My favorite holiday is Halloween and
fall is my favorite season
I have 16+ tattoos, I've kind of
lost count
I absolutely hate the Lorax, I had a
nightmare about it once and I cannot stand the sight of that thing
D:
I am burdened with a severe caffeine
sensitivity and condemned to wander this mortal plane eternally
exhausted
A one-eyed toad once lived in my
backyard, and I think of him often and fondly
fashion | concerts | antiquing | baking | fiber arts | science and history podcasts | plants | puzzles | medieval weaponry | oddities collecting | costuming
As a kid, the internet was my escape hatch from an often chaotic home life. When I wasn't binging summer-reading books for a free Personal Pan Pizza like my survival depended on it, I was living on AIM and Palace Chat with a ragtag guild of teen outcasts who basically co-parented me through some of the worst chapters of my lore.

I built a short-lived graphics site as a teen, then migrated to Myspace, where I became the msypace layout plug for every hardcore band kid within a 50-mile radius. These were boys who could two-step in a dirty basement venue but could not, under any circumstances, figure out how to make their profile background not tile. I was the "Can you make the header look more like blood but also like...tasteful blood?" consultant. And then adulthood happened. A career. Deadlines. Meetings. Suddenly the "fun" stuff...the messy, self-taught magic bits got pushed to the margins. Coming back to it now feels like time-travel therapy.