Born in the woods, grown up with the smell of big fat piggies and still looking for an answer to the question: Why is god almost ever hiding in a foxhole? While waiting for the response to come, me is exploring stuff. Main project at the moment: Trying to get rid of my lifestyle bourgois. You need to know that it sucks me in like hell. And I might lose. "Good girls, little girls can never be warriors." But there is no guarantee.