I don't know much about me, I fell down my stairs and got amnesia I think, so I'll tell you about the drunkenly insane irishman eating a sandwich while standing naked on his front porch wearing purple socks...they all call him "the bitch." He lives across from me. (Do you have a haddock under your bed?) Oh, about ME? shit, I'm late 28ish, brown hair, blue eyes, Irish as fuck..mmmmm...yeah, that sums it up...I think, I don't know, amnesia and all...or it could be my inner child with add screaming and banging around inside my head, yeah...that's it.