Emma

Emma is my friend from NYU. She's a year younger than me and she still goes there.
I knew her from when I lived across the hall from her at Carlyle Court, which is a dorm.
Then a year later or so she introduced me to the Irish scene, which for a while became
a really important part of my life. It still is but not as much.

Emma is cool. She likes history and war more than most people. For instance, she has a diagram of the Tet Offensive on her wall. She wants to work at a historical monument or something someday.

Emma carries a cell phone that says things like "Hey Sexy."

Emma wears red, black, or animal prints, generally. She has a few tattoos in strategic places and she has a tongue ring. She recently died her hair blond.

Alas, I have no picture of Emma, and the chances of her ever making a website a slim to none. But that's Emma.