|Location||San Rafael, California, United States|
|Introduction||I grew up in a parking lot.|
|Interests||Writing bullshit, languages, bikes, small British cars, cars that wish they were small and British, riding public transit, fiction for young adults, breakfast|
|Favorite Music||The Beatles, Loretta Lynn, Jorge Drexler|
|Favorite Books||Breakfast at Tiffany's, Breakfast of Champions, King Dork|
When you spilled the milk, did it look like the moon?
No. It looked like spilt milk.