the per­son­al niche home­page (and every­one knows thats a van­i­ty page) of a crazy city cat from Chi­raq. who I am isn’t ter­ri­bly impor­tant and the less I tell you about me, the safer you are. that’s b/​c I’m a super spy (secret agent) and life is a con­stant dan­ger. one full of intrigue, romance (hel­lo ladies), adven­ture, mys­tery, cor­po­rate espi­onage, and lots of fun also. so nat­u­ral­ly I’m a mas­ter of dis­guise, a bit of a play­boy, poet, scoundrel and artist. I must warn you how­ev­er not to share the secrets in this web­site with any­one. it could thrust me into imme­di­ate dan­ger. if not for me then for your country.

there’s not much else actu­al­ly. you could be here pure­ly out of bore­dom, curios­i­ty or crav­ing some excite­ment. which you’ve come to the right place. here I get to share and explore my own per­son­al pas­sions. a heady book, a mov­ing poem, a beau­ti­ful music video, a crazy web­site. any­thing I per­son­al­ly find mes­mer­iz­ing. dare I say tan­ta­liz­ing? No? Yeah those big $5 words are so pre­ten­tious. any­ways I’m run­ning out of words here so please enjoy your stay and hit CTRL +D to book­mark this website.

hel­lo! spike here, your very spe­cial friend ^_​^ <— Kore­an smiley.

I’m just your aver­age enhanced indi­vid­ual, here to pon­tif­i­cate and get my flow on. y’all knows how I do and I’m set­ting the prece­dent. but enough about me let’s talk about me for a sec­ond here: I’m a Chica­go excom­mu­ni­ca­to recent­ly moved to the state of North Car­oli­na. I train and prac­tice jeet kune do. I love to write, draw, am a vora­cious read­er, movie buff, ama­teur chef, unpub­lished poet, and sea­soned trav­el­er (not a tourist, a legit trav­el­er). I’m genet­i­cal­ly Kore­an + Por­tuguese = 110% Amer­i­cano. though most peo­ple just think I’m a Fil­ipino which is good in my line of work. you see I’m a bit of a secret agent. I don’t real­ly like talk­ing about it but my life is con­stant­ly in dan­ger and there’s always an ene­my spy out to do me harm. they’re almost entire­ly female and mod­e­lesque look­ing. like my ex girl­friend who turned out to be a Por­tuguese spy. appar­ent­ly the Por­tuguese gov­ern­ment was try­ing to steal my great great grand­moth­er’s recipes. until I foiled their plot, nat­u­ral­ly. and I know what you’re think­ing why no I’m not an inter­na­tion­al male mod­el, thanks for think­ing that.