a giant hill of salt...and me
So a bit about me I guess…
I’m this Canadian-born Russian chick who’s family lived in Latvia (and who visits family still there most summers). I’m tall and blonde - To tell you the truth I’m really a 50 year old bald man who likes old records and Star Trek from New York. Or am I? I guess the most honest thing I can say is that I’m a compulsive liar. Not really. Are you confused? I am.
Alright, first part of that whole thing is true, also, I tend to get lost in my thoughts while typing and my mind wanders… if you haven’t noticed. What am I saying? You must have. Alright, anyway, nevermind…
I like: Music you’ve never heard of/ fishing/ reading/ attempting to read in Russian/ some light reading in French now and then/ August/ November/ night/nature/the city/ travel/ family/friends/ acquaintances/ coffee/coffee that’s cold/ food/ air/ Lev Tolstoy/ cats/ dogs/ any animal that won’t eat me/some animals that try to/ Shakespeare/ yo mama/ purple Reebok shoes/ countless other things that don’t make this list
I dislike: People that walk too slow so you have to walk slow until you figure out a way to pass them…
