I used to think I could just disappear and have some normal life, but I guess the universe just has it out for me.

Current Status: Living in a cheap apartment in New York City and working a bar again. Not Bad Weather, but another one. Bad Weather somehow found a better-looking bartender while he was gone.

[I'll try to keep up on making intros for as long as I can. I also tend to follow back as well. I track the imnotsomefuckingpawn tag.]