About

I'm really fun. That's all you need to know. This page is not about me! Do not be fooled by the title! It's about you. Why are you here? Were you looking for a blog about how to cross that dang stream by your grandpappy's house, the one he affectionately calls Moon River, and you thought (because of my blog's snappy title) that I'd be able to offer some helpful hints? Are you in search of remarkable blarg and once again my blog title has mislead you? Big fan of idiots with school blogs? Good, to all those things. Those are excellent reasons to be here! You're awesome. That's all I need to know.


Also, I lied. This page is about me.

All You Need To Know About Your New Friend!
I fell down the stairs the first time I went to this one friend's house. She pretended not to notice that I landed on her dog.
I fell down the stairs visiting my friend at university for the first time. It was 8 in the morning and her Italian roommate stopped skyping her friends to see if I was okay. I was.
I fell onstage during a particularly upbeat musical number involving whipped cream and Rockette kicks. The musical director gave me a piece of pity-candy after. It was sub-par.
I have never fallen down my own stairs. Apparently, my falling requires witnesses.