What, do you really think I'm going to tell you all about myself? I mean, there's a lot of freaks on the web. You might be one of them. Hell, I might be one of them.
I've had change of heart. You can know a little...
I go to Carleton University (If you don't know where that is, you're unworthy and I will not be enlightening you any time soon. Besides, I hear potential stalkers are dumb so I must give them as little info as possible.) I just finished second year journalism and should be returning in the fall for two more blissful (whatever) years. I also work at Costco. It's great - and I mean that. You should apply (and then actually work there, unlike two ppl who will remain nameless).
This page is intended for mature audiences. If you are under 18 please leave now.
It is my firm belief that you don't need me to tell you what I'm all about. I'll show you with the wacky things I do. Take the above for example. I don't plan to put anything too adult on this web page (as in, there's no porn pics so if you're in it for those, there are plenty of other venues on the net) but I thought it would be funny to include that. What can I say? Draw your own conclusions.
It is also my firm belief that only ppl who know me will read this page and consequently be amused by it. For one, they will know my shorthand (ppl=people, etc...) and they will understand all the inside jokes I choose to include, and there will be plenty. If you do not know me, why even read this? No, wait, I understand, you are bored like me. I really enjoy getting emails, even from psychos, so if you want to drop me a line, click here. Or if you know me, send it to my real email address although msn messenger will tell me when I have hotmail mail. Due to time constraints, I will only able to respond to the most creative. Do what you can. If it's worthy, I'll get back to you.
Go back, there are better things to see.