Stuff About Me
A wise man once said:
"Don't trust her with anything sharper than a donut."
Ok. sit back, get out the gummi-worms, or popcorn, or whatever you like to dig out of your teeth
when no one's looking because you were too lazy to fix a real meal, and I'll tell
you what I can about me. (Those darn witness protection programs... by the way, you
never saw me here...)
~THINGS I LIKE TO DO NOW THAT I'M A GROWNUP~
Walk around with a straw in my mouth.
- Run with scissors.
- Stare aimlessly inside the fridge.
- Touch my eyes.
- Pick at "that scab".
For those of you who are curious,
here's a picture of me.
My Life in a Nut Shell
Where do I start... ok. After I graduated from high school and shortly after I had
Matthew, I became a professional musician.
I did that until I moved to Seattle, and throughout the time I went
to school studying for a
degree in Auto Mechanics,
(the secretary tried to talk me out of it, but did I listen??
*sigh*). Instead I got the degree, turned out to be one hell
of a welder, worked as a mechanic for a while, screwed up my wrists,
and am currently spending my nights trying to decide what I want to be
when I grow up.
I guess that about covers it...
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