shall I part my hair behind? do i dare to eat a peach?

i shall wear white flanner trousers, and walk upon the beach.

i have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.


i do not think that they will sing to me.


i have seen them riding seaward on the waves

combing the white hair of the waves blown back

when the wind blows the water white and black.


we have lingered in the chambers of the sea

by sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown

till human voices wake us, and we drown.


- from the love song of j. alfred prufrock by t.s. elliot


this is a page that was created mainly because i was bored. so, you will probably not find it too exciting unless you know me. still, you are more than welcome to poke around if you so desire. i welcome and beg for feedback. even just to tell me that this site bites. although, i rather know that already.
anyhow, without further ado, go forth and learn about the inner workings of my mind.
if you dare.