About


My love language is baked goods, and I have an irrational fear of fish.  In my eight years of orthodontia, I've had seventeen teeth pulled.  I'm an easily-sunburned middle child with a passion for the Renaissance.  A collector of nicknames and silly dad jokes, I consider myself a dilettante of the awkward and absurd.  
Come be my friend and let's eat some cake.  

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