Now that Tumblr has embedded blog recommendations on my/our dashboards, I usually check them out. I’m always looking for a way to kill time and/or brain cells, but the most recent few they’ve recommended have me being all Ben Folds/Regina Spektor, like: “You don’t know me at all.”
It’s making me really miss the person who knows me best- they’re in Vancouver, and that’s far away. I feel sort of dead on the inside.
Can’t leave “well enough” alone, can we?
I own more cardigans than pairs of pants or shoes.
My name is Stephenie and I am a Canadian female.
I have a lot of opinions but not a lot of money.
I was born in 1983 and currently study Instrumentation Engineering in college. Prior to my current incarnation, I completed an arts degree (English/History), which means nothing and I know it. You can expect to see content relevant to my varied interests.
I was once introduced as "quite outrageous," and I think that it's a rather fitting description.
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