I'm the patron saint of youth in hospitals. I've been sliced, diced, chopped, cleaved, stuck, prodded, invaded, rearranged then sewn back together many times. (I've endured open heart surgery, kidney removal, a procedure to connect my appendix from my bladder to my navel, exploratory surgery of my abdomen, and countless other minor procedures.) My most recent major surgery was a kidney transplant.

I try not to be a whiny, clingy, dependent sickly person, instead striving to keep my faulty body in check while pursuing other interests. I'm often bored out of my skull, but I try to keep busy by gluing bits of ephemera and original writing/drawing together to make personal zines and embellish my otherwise mediocre notebooks.