in thirty seconds:

photo by matt

I write. I live, I take photos, I study people, I read, I write. I am cute as a fucking button, I smoke, I do dishes, I help little old ladies and small defenseless spiders, I’m either way out of your league or you’re too cool to hang out with me. I’m what you wish your sister was like. [my thirty seconds ended here] I don’t know why I write, or what I hope to accomplish from this blog. I just write. And shoot. And sometimes I hit “publish”. Oh, and I’m 26, an anthropology graduate student, and a horrible speller.