I have to stop making blogs.

Because I have a tendency to lose them in the abyss of the Internet. Oh well.

I woke up one day was like "Hmm, I want to make a blog."

I mean, I'll probably forget about it, but that's okay. It's a new experience. Diaries are soooo 1999.

I like to draw and I think I'm just approaching decent. I can sculpt, too. I make jewelry and fleece hats and probably clothing if I had enough time and space. I'm going to try out book binding soon enough. I tried once, but it didn't work very well. Now I are learneded so everything will be ok.

Well, that's the plan.

Oh shit, I almost forgot to mention that I'm a writer.

I write stories, mainly, and as of late Mentalist fanfiction. Gotta love that Jane angst.

My latest work of art is a revolution/love story about revamping a slightly super human race set in an alternate universe based somewhat on nineteenth century England.

Yeah, it's actually as cool as it sounds. (If I do say so my self)

I read. Everything I can get my hands on. Team Magnus FTW.

I bake, too. Sometimes. I watch a lot cooking shows and follow a lot of baking blogs so I think I know more than I do, when my experience is somewhat limited.

I like comics. I know what an arc-reactor is.

And I like music. But then again, who doesn't?

my name is Amanda, what, pray tell, is yours?