Ellenore Clementine K

Myriad desert creatures have raised me after teleportations to... strange forests cast in coffee-like iron (this is after you are born) and then shattered on the moon for gross operations indicting a species too fun for gravitational matter. I do not dabble in video games, but I am often found dragging my stories in a Vienna Beef bag once won at an art contest in some suburban high school (Palatine).

My grandma has sewn me the "best" jumper ever from 6th grade, and I still fit in it. It is the lavender jumper with my pet cat, resEarch, embroidered on the front.

I am not interested in unpaid work. Unless you want to trade skills in writing, hucksterism or raw-food-obtaining. I have studied health, the healing and the not-so-healing arts and "anthro" 'pologising since yonder so far ago... way vegan over here, but also fond of the night and not fond of a night without green and gold (money, budz)

Don't judge! I travel: often: consider my "self" an instrument for friendships, ideals and "the like". I am also a fabulous swimming "partner" with goals of obtaining rare surfboards from merciful sharks on coasts of undiscovered islands after learning how to fly your best model of a jet (that is fully operational), and

I am currently fermenting: beer, saurkraut and dirty dishes,

and I have learned over 4 (remember 3) instruments in my short-lived days of nonchalant youth full ness ! ! ! That means minimal technology, mostly hand-ology, some djangology ! !!

Plastic never tasted so good in this time-warped world of "interest." Consider our products effortless, gilded in goaled and physically relevent to relativity.

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