Self-Description: I'm a writer. This means I make NO money doing what I love and LOTS of money farming out my talent to ad agencies responsible for shilling stupid shit that no one needs. I'm Irish. This means I can drink practically any man under the table and do so while reciting passages from James Joyce. I'm almost thirty-five. This means I am incapable of bullshit and I don't suffer fools gladly. This means you.
Children: Oh, please.
Interests: Music. Writing. Books. My new digital cable which is responsible for keeping my ass on the sofa 24/7. Playstation 2 and Silent Hill 2 which, sadly enough, gives me nightmares even when I play it during the day. Movies. Of any kind. Unless George Lucas is involved. He sucks rocks.
More: "Regina Rouge" is an alias. Guess my real name and you'll win a shiny new set of Ginsu steak knives. Not.
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