#hrmmmm?

[the-stringbean-blogs]

Actually, I really was the strangest kid, considering that I read Herman Hesse’s Steppenwolfe at 12, tried achieving the Guinness World Record for largest sugar packet collection, and use to rip entries out of my journal and hide them throughout the house.   

Edit: Oh yeah, and I remember I use to keep a giant notebook of lyrics of all my favorite songs I hoped to actually fill the entire thing. I remember a nurse saw one of my drawings in it and told me that I was meant to artistically achieve some greatness or whatever hoopla and all my mom had to say about it that she wished I would stop drawing people smoking.