About

I am most likely wearing clothes someone else used to own or something I picked out in grade school. I hate to cook anything that requires me in the kitchen. I clean when Haley's comet comes around and exert more energy thinking up reasons why I shouldn't touch the vacuum. Any appliance you can name; I have caught on fire. An investigation into my library record or text messages would definitely negate my alibi but make insanity a winning defense. Finally, I'd be thrilled to be adopted by Dee Snider, Stephen King or Gary Busey if anyone has a hook up.