I'm just a little crazy, just a little insane. I prefer to live at night and sleep in the day. I love mountains. I have an irrational hatred of ostriches and emus, I sleep with my window open and love North Canterbury Nor'west winds. I love flying. Storms are my best friend. I dance in the rain, and wear odd coloured socks. I love to lose myself, in music or in the mountains. I've been swimming in the sea, at midnight, in winter. I loathe people who don't indicate correctly when driving. Babies scare me, Paris Hilton terrifies me and I make the best vegetarian lasagne this side of my mother's house. My heart is cracked, and held together with duct tape. Homeless people make me sad. I like random acts of kindness. I value passion, and your mum. I have a list of words that I find sound bad and amusing no matter the context. Berocca makes me sick. I have a book of Zen poetry, and lie in my driveway and watch the stars when I can't sleep.