this isn’t so much a fact, but there are only so many interesting things about me.

i distinctly remember a period of time where i refused to speak to people and instead growled. thank god i didn’t go so far as eat bugs, though.

i have dozens of pairs.

sometimes i prefer clo to clover. and i will forever love that i call my sister bo and it rhymes with clo and it’s just tooooooo cute.

the written word is the most beautiful thing.

while my many adventures of winnie the pooh is a prized possession and carefully maintained, both my the kite runner and a thousand splendid suns are battered and worn from being read so many times.

there are nine of us. we are legion.

before having her, i had three hamsters and six fish. none of them lasted very long.

forever unable to digest/handle meat even if i wanted to.

the tigger is so weird looking with a black nose instead of a pink one, anyway. like tony the tiger’s weird cousin.