Location: Seattle. (For now.)
I am fairly well-educated and fairly well-informed - which is to say I’m an idiot, but at least I know it. (I’m also basically a hobbit, so here’s hoping you file that under “cute.”) As with most self-aware idiots, I tend to care too damned much. About everything. It’s exhausting, really, and often my personal ambitions tend to get conflated with guilt, but I still make room for some: I want to live abroad; I want to get more educated - y’know, forreals this time; I want to land my dream job; I want to fulfill a 10-year-long promise to myself to record an album. I’m at a point in my life where all that is almost immediately achievable, which is great - it’d be nice to share the adventure. I like my music too loud, my sci fi dark and dreary, and my women like I like my rum: strong, smooth, and just a little bit spicy.
Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici
“By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe.”
So Say We All
I bet if you look through Dustin’s bookshelf you’ll find ‘The History of the Knight’s Templar’ and ‘Infant Massage’. He says ‘forreals’ to sound fun and goofy, but this guy is FOR REAL serious and probably kinda passionate… he drinks spicy rum- total clue.