Copy and paste that link. I am #31. Precisely measuring each day of my life in inches, because I am a true Icelander. From Chicago. Mysteriously suspicious of stealing time from precious people. All because sometimes life isn't how you expected it to be. If you're reading this, you're definitely not God; God only reads the newspaper. Me? I prefer the Chicago Times. However, my name is to be announced in the next 30 seconds, but only if you are reading this at 17:28 on Tuesday, January 2nd, 2014.