I make clover chains.
I run in the rain.
I like cooking, with a particular fondness for obscure and/or ridiculously complicated things such as apple pie from scratch with crust cut into autumn leaves, wedding cakes and truffles.
I start many, many things that I never finish, including that Great American novel...
I like pirates. But only the scruffy-and-dastardly-yet-endearing (imaginary) variety.
My mantra is, "When all else fails, laugh about it."
I have some pretty amazing friends.
I write bad poetry.
Sometimes I think there's nothing better in the world than a mid-afternoon nap.
I want to learn to play the piano, the guitar, the harp, the violin and the mandolin. I play only one now. The guitar. Badly.
I quote Shakespeare. And not to impress anyone, either. I'll quote "The Big Lebowski" next.
I remember the lyrics to pretty much every song I've ever heard but I forget how old I am.
I am sarcastic. Witheringly so.
I am always learning but I still pretend to know everything.