I'm a journalism and theatre student soon to be living on the streets of Melbourne, Victoria, using my many pointless humanities degrees for warmth.
In my spare time I enjoy reaping what I have sown, indulging my passions and singing loudly and badly to myself in the mirror, my 120W amp blasting screaming guitar riffs across the wasteland tundra. I have been known to wander cultural Sonomas.
If you dare me to eat something, I probably will. If you come to the restaurant where I work, I will dare you to eat my food, so it goes both ways. And I have a large knife, so you'd better enjoy it.
I'm currently wearing Playboy brand underwear. In case of emergency, contact Oprah, and my last will and testament is for my remains to be blasted at high speed towards the White House. Not my ashes, my remains.
I can count to large numbers, and my specialty dish is "Condolleeza Rice" which is rice made with a special blend of spices, butter, garlic and raw untethered political power.
I love you, and always will. My cheque IS in the mail. I'm just going out for cigarettes, I'll be back in 5 minutes.