Let’s break this down, in case the banner menu across the top isn’t clear enough. This is my blog, it’s where I do most of my blogging. I also tweet, and I do that here. As for the rest of me?
I’m Felix, I’m 24, and I occasionally write things on the internet.
This is a picture of me. That’s what I look like, with my face and head and legs and the various other bodily appendages that define a basic humanoid form.
You’d best not be fooled by how cool I occasionally look; I’m actually a total loser. I do play guitar, as well as piano and ukulele, but you probably needn’t know that, because I only possess varying degrees of terribleness in all three.
I tend to dress pretty weirdly. I know, I know; the world can be a scary place, but make your peace with it. I’ve found that while a small brown waistcoat or a jacket with elbow patches can’t keep you safe during the long winters of the soul, they can at least make pretty girls smile at you while you slowly decompose from the inside.
Sometimes I draw disturbing things that probably shouldn’t be seen by people. Other times I do disturbing things that shouldn’t… actually, forget that. Let’s just move on.
I occasionally like seeing stuff and looking at stuff, and even more so when I’m adorned with a thin, functionally useless in terms of keeping warm, but stylish none the less, scarf. I don’t know who ‘Pinky’ is, or why he defaced this plant.
This is my cat. He’s tired of you and all of your lies. He doesn’t want to be disturbed by any more of your human nonsense.
This is my brother Marcus. Contrary to what this picture depicts, he is not a philandering New York stock broker.
This is my brother Daniel. In accordance with what this picture depicts, he is indeed a blithering idiot.
We all used to look like this, but then things started going wrong.
This is my girlfriend Rebecca. She’s kind of cute. We’ve been living together for five years. Occasionally she let’s me speak; more often, she tells me to be quiet. She’s little folk.
I like writing stuff. One day I’ll figure out how to actually make some money off of it. Maybe. I’ll try to pop in and write you all some silly little jokes and rants and whatever other nonsensical garbage I find rattling around inside my semi-comprehensible brain. In the meantime however, I’m busy, so as long as you keep the noise to a minimum, you’re free to take a look around. Read it, comment on it, subscribe to it, and generally enjoy all of the world-weary winging that can be found in the land of GrumpyComments.
P.S. I once dropped my iPad into my cat’s litter tray, so I apologise if my blog smells.