GeologyRocks

Lots of things rock my kasbah,  although i'm not actually certain what a kasbah is, it has the word rock in it which is enough.(Something to do with Indiana Jones possibly, and/or the middle of the desert n lots of camels.)

I'm here because I like rocks and have too much time on my hands.

 Ultimately the study of time and pressure appeals to someone under such contstrained circumstance with thumbs that twiddle too much. I also like hammers and pretending i'm Thor, so that fits in rather nicely. I write Poetry which isn't pretty fluffy or cute- its jagged hard and acidic with a suprisingly alkaloid centre sort of  like a cretaceous rock, but really thats neither here nor there and i'm just rambling without cheese and pickle sandwiches and responsible footwear. If you want a sensible conversation then i'm not the best person to speak to. If you want to read, talk, and be blitkrieged by the flack of confusion amid the realm of geology and ultimately pretty much everything else, welcome aboard.

That is all.
Marj