So, here we are. You clicked on the “about me” button. I guess that means you I owe you some sort of…explanation? Rant? Cake? No. No cake. A explanation/rant (rant-planation?) will suffice.

Oh, this is what I look like at the moment (I’ll try to keep this up to date as possible). My hair changes colors FREQUENTLY. Major twink alert, helloooo.

The name is Andrew, which, according to one modern dictionary site, means “the newest kind of penguin.” I’m really a raccoon, but we’ll get to that later.

Where to start? I’ll hit the basics, I guess.

We’ve got my name, so next is sexuality, because, after all, this is tumblr. So, normally, I’d go into this massive dissertation regarding my sexuality as I get into the semantics and details and experiences I’ve had, but, I could easily sum it up as queer.

Moving on!!

I’m a furry (remember that raccoon bit?). I’m a purple raccoon with gray stripes down my front. Blah blah yiff in hell furfags blah blah. Ya know what? Everyone wants to be part animal for most of their childhood. I’m embracing that notion. Because fuck you, being a raccoon-human hybrid would be fucking BAD ASS.

I’m an amateur painter. Some random paintings of mine are floating around tumblr. I’m not famous…yet. [Edit 2/23/12] And this one is my latest and greatest, and I’m damned proud of it.

Ummmmmm what else. Fuck. Oh, yeah. I curse like a god damned sailor.

Here’s my detailed explanation of my feelings for society as it is. More reading yay!

Living in hell Santa Clarita, California. Get me the fuck out of here. Nothing but dying conservatives, soccer moms, and hateful bros.

I’m definitely a hippie. Love the earth, yo. Treat everything nice, especially if you plan on consuming it.

Currently mated to an amazing Arizona derp wolf (but, ladies and germs, the sexies are still allowed to be had, as long as consent is there from myself and from him, so giggity giggity goo).

Fuck, I’m still ranting? Tits.

I guess I’ll be done for now.