Table O' Contents



NARCISSISM RUNNING RAMPANT. (aka Me, Myself, & Other First Persons.)
More stuff about me, more than you'll ever need or want to know. Featuring my amibitons (don't worry that section is pretty short), physical stats, the most EXTENSIVE & INFAMOUS CHEESY INTERVIEW, and whatever else I happen to think up at all odd hours of the night, bored out of my skull.

A NAKED PICTURE OF ME.
Do you really need me to explain this one??

BUYING MUSIC RULES, OK?
The entire west end of my baseboard is a mess of cords, speaker wires, and plugs. Why? Because my stereo lives there, and I intend to take advantage of having a good system. This also serves as a pretty exact guide as to what I'm into...

ART IMITATING LIFE.
An extension of the previous page, basically things that I randomly invent to kill time on this page. I have a coupla band shrines there and links to other band pages I maintain (well, sort of) so be ready to scream "Blimey!"

ART IMITATING ART IMITATING LIFE.
I've finally found a comfortable niche in the world drawing rock stars for either my own personal enjoyment, or other peoples'. I also do special-order pieces and make a damn good living off it. It took forever to get this section up and everyone kept pestering me about it for months, so here it FINALLY is!! It even features handy thumbnails! Joy!!

LIFE IMITATING LIFE, AND MAYBE A LITTLE BIT OF ART.
I finally managed to scrounge up some photos that are a decent enough representation of what I look like and other random things I happened to deem viewable during my routine scanning frenzy... I promise it's not too frightening, but be aware this is NOT for the light at heart.

COHORTS.
Yes, like most halfway ordinary people, I do happen to have some real, non-imaginary friends. They're weird and they know where I live.

FAVOURITE SONGS.
They're my favourite songs. What more do you need?? Keep checking back for another edition to the list.

HOT LINKS! GET EM WHILE THEY'RE... UH... HOT!!
These sites are vastly better than mine, or much worse to make me look like an HTML genius. For the most part, they are better. I don't think people would like being sent to nappy pages, now would they?

TASTY SLAM PIECE HYSTERIA.
The only place on this page where I can openly confess every crush I have ever seen to grace the screen of a television or movie theatre. The obsession runs rampant here, consider yourself forwarned. I will be adding more slampieces as time goes by... who knows, if you're a skinny, pale rock star you may find yourself up here someday!!

THE WEATHER IN HELL TODAY.
It's not always hot there, you know...

TINA THE TROUBLED TEEN.

UNCLE HYMAN'S ADVICE FOR THE GIFTED.

THE GUESTBOOK FROM HELL!!!
Feel free to sign it and write all the nasty little things in there you want. You can even write nice things if you really feel the need. And please do, I despise guestbook-skippers. If you're a guestbook-skipper, you suck. Sign it NOW, goshdarnit!!!