His name is Noone, and he is an aweome 115 year old man with a killer beard and he knows when people are awesome. Noone is around me pretty often, and he really seems to like me. Like when people say:
He's there in almost any situation where my spirit would normally be crushed.
Which is why I'm still writing this because I think Noone reads my blog.
Goodnight, Noone. <3