This bit’s compulsory, right? Sigh.
Likes: Books, other books, books about books, bookstores, and bookshelves.
Dislikes: You, probably.
Any further questions?
You know, I can acutally feel the template page glaring disapprovingly at me right now. Fine. I’ll do it properly.
Wen is wearing super-speed rollerskates on the downhill slope to thirty, yet she still does not own an iPod. This rankles some, but promises to be rectified when her scary 29th birthday rolls around this April. Passionate about all forms of art that don’t involve dance, installation, paint or sculpture, Wen is also hyper-critical of said art. She hopes to one day forge a career in the highly hateable field of tearing down that which others have sweat blood to achieve.
She also writes stories and short screenplays of her own when her university commands it, then proceeds to bitch about the narky bloke who took off the one mark that would have given her an A, based on a deliberate spelling error.
Seriously. It was in quotation marks and everything.
Wen is highly fond of (a) tea, coffee and alcohol; (b) kittens and puppies; & (c) long walks on the beach, and open fires. Mostly because, if you imbibe enough of any from (a), you realise just how much fun it is to throw one of (b) into one of (c).
