Like every other semi-nerdy, bookwormish, twenty-something female in the twenty-first century I decided that the world was probably suffering something fierce by not being made aware of the inner workings of my mind. Easy remedy? A blog. So here we go.
So why is reading this worth your time and who am I? As far as being worth your time, it might not be. This is the first post. There are probably lots of other more productive things you could be doing. Like paying your phone bill or finally getting started on the three or four loads of laundry that are pilled up in your bedroom. But still, if you have somehow stumbled upon this page its probably because you are trolling around the Internet in the middle of the night so this is as good of past time as any other I suppose.
Now as to who I am, well, that is a question I can answer with a little more authority. I am a girl, twenty-four years old, and I live in rural Wisconsin. I live in a little apartment in a little town with my fiancée. Not too terribly exciting. I am a redhead. I am lactose intolerant. . I love to read. I am a feminist and a socialist. I hate pork and the smell of flowers. There. That is enough for now.