Metal Toilet

You open the door and a man greets you. After introducing himself as "Henry" he invites you in. As he prepares your tea, he talks your ear off about all manner of uninportant things. It doesn't come off as rude (he hopes), he's just passionate (or hyperfixated).

WARNING! This page looks like crapola on mobile. Wait till you get home and use your desktop! I may fix it down the line.

> About

teenage solarpunk, learner, anarchist, hydrohomie, reader, worldbuilder, fantasy-enjoyer, music-lover, runner, (lower level) soccer lover, sorta-coder, maybe-blogger, kinda-globasa-speaker, parenthesis overuser extraordinaire

> Info

One music artist I like right now Beirut
One show I like right now The Gentlemen
Favorite book(s) (Top 3) The Dandilion Dynasty (Ken Liu), The Kingkiller Chronicle (Patrick Rothfuss), Project Hail Mary (Andy Weir)
Favorite soccer club Charleston Battery (USL)
Currently Reading Nothing... which is a problem
One thing I'm currently learning (outside school) Toki Pona
One thing I'm thinking about those $1 homes in italy

> Projects

> The Blog Part

> Contact

I'd love to talk about whatever, reach out with these. In order from most prefered to least prefered: