Oh, hi.

When I grow up I want to live in a little cottage with a garden. I
want to have my own personal library, with a worn leather chair and big windows to let the sunshine in. I want a warm fireplace and a big leather chair; a giant grandfather clock to take tea by at every 5 o'clock. I want a silver pocket watch
and an old victrola talking machine.

… and a maid to load the dishwasher, cuz i think its germyyyy.



A fair amount of my interests would make a lot more sense if it
were 1890– but it's 2007 and I'm a super ridiculous eighteen year old with a love of antiques.