Share I am not sure how to begin this, but I guess anything goes. Yesterday was Michael’s birthday, and he turned the ripe old age of 22. He’s still on my mind quit a bit, considering that we have been broken up for over 2 weeks. My dad is on the phone with me now, [...]
30 something. Punk rock librarian and archivist. Sassy. Waffle. Pug owner. World traveler. Pierced.
Tattooed. Tall. Music and book lover. Discriminating Guinness tasters. Aging, alternative hipster. Eco-conscious. Geek. Equally in love with James Bond and Jane Austen.













