There's something that doesn't make any sense. Let's poke it with a stick! 
-The Doctor

I live in North America. I think that's pretty safe to say, as there are millions of other people also living in North America. I can play an instrument and I love to do it while moving in sync with other people. This is called "Marching Band".  Also very safe to say. I am good at playing an instrument while moving in sync with people and living in North America. I would like it to stay that way, unless I find the TARDIS. 

My real name is not Dragonism. I will never tell you my real name unless I have interacted with you in person. I might use it in a story, however, or mention it. People who know me, please don't blare out that you found it if you do. It would really defeat the purpose of everything I'm trying to do. 

I regularly suffer from severe cases of writers block. 
Sorry.

Also, I really hate the cover function on here, because they creep me out a little. So, the majority of what I write will be rather plain covered. I'll do my best with the story part. 

I have red hair. I was born with red hair. I enjoy having red hair apart from the fact that I'm freakishly pale and burn at the slightest hint of sun. That's the limit on what I look like. Again, I may create a character that looks like me.

It is freaking cold where I live sometimes. No, I am not an Eskimo. No, my profile picture is not me. I am not a dragon. There. this blank space at the bottom of my profile is finally filled up. Happy now? 

Facts about me: Crazy musician, Ambidextrous in training, Glasses wearer and Realistic pessimist. 
 
Random fact: Some civil war solders glowed in the dark. Seriously. Google it.
 
I read anything I'm remotely interested in, so I browse around.