Dear audience of twelve :P,
You’ve heard me speak and write of Larcy before. Larcy, my 99percenter, shoe-swapping, mad mate who left me for a year to sojourn to the UK. Yeah, you remember those emo posts now don’t you? Heh.
Anyway, the truth is, Larcy is clever. Larcy is funny. Larcy can tell by the tone of my voice on the ‘phone that it’s a good/bad/middle of the road kinda day. Larcy can get me totally in a two-word email.
But. Most of all, Larcy has an eye for things. Pretty things. strange things. Wonderful things.
Go take a look!