Some Stuff & Some Nonsense
Ahhhh Myspace. What a place. Anyway, about me? Well. I'm 20 or so years old, wicked-awesome (Okay, so I can't back that claim up. Big whoop, wanna fight about it?) and utterly obsessed with music. And design. And fashion. And typography. And just about everything else worth being obsessed with.
I'm kind of an enigma. Ask anyone who knows me, and they'll tell you I get more confusing by the day. And rightly so, I change my mind every 6.31 minutes. But I like it like that; it gives life a new flavour to live for. I'm hailing from the suburbs of Brisbane, Australia, although I'm aiming to relocate to the lovely city of Chicago sometime in the reasonably near future, where I shall steal the girl of my dreams' heart [and potentially sell it on the black market]. Yep. That's her in the photo with me. We're not actually kissing, we're seeing who has a stronger face. We tend to do that a lot.
To fill time between then and now, I'm working as a chicken chef at KFC, making some pretty awesome chicken. in between jobs and really looking pretty hard, because ultimately I know money = power = women. I'll probably end up somewhere working with computers, because that's what I tend to do a lot of. I occasionally freelance (read: whore my services out) in the fields of Web Development and Identity Design, which for those not savvy to all this technical wizn0rdery means I build websites and design people logos and various other malarkey. I own a bunch of internet sites at current that I develop whenever I can be bothered, and tend to build stuff "for the hell of it". Building something from the ground up that revolutionises the way people look at programmatic code is a pretty satisfying feeling. Being able to say "Yep, that was me"... that feeling is second to none.
Tell Me Something
I simply love it when people leave me something to read when I check my messages 84,196 times a day. Yes, person reading this, that means you! Drop me a comment, because dropping me a comment would be sexy. And we all know what happens to sexy people.
