AbOuT mE

I am yet another person with yet another homepage. What makes me different? Probably not much, other than the fact that I'm me and there's no one else like me in the rest of the entire world.

I am a strange girl. Not entirely sane, I continue my strange existence in beautiful San Francisco, California. I like it here. It's a very interesting city with plenty of exciting people to see and converse with. I blend in nicely with the rest of the freaks (yeah, that's me). And I just got the best tattoo on my spine on my lower back! This is the design.

Anyway...How do I live out my intensely boring life, you say? 90% of the time I work. And if I'm not working, I'm usually writing or complaining to a friend about all the pitfalls and shortcomings of my life. Great fun, no? But I do write a lot. I even have a novel started-but that's about all I've done with it, is start it. I write poetry every so often. It's not that great, but it's a hobby anyway.
I also spend a lot of time sailing. (Or at least wishing I was sailing.) From Feb. to April of this year, I spent two months living aboard a 145-foot square-topsail schooner (AKA a big sailboat) in the Sea of Cortez and the Pacific Ocean in Mexico. Wanna see some pictures of the ship? Here is a close-up pic of the ship. Here is a pic of the ship under the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. Here is a pic of the ship against the sunset. Pretty, no? This was a trip that was the first of it's kind in the United States, and I got a lot of publicity for going on it. I've been published in multiple local newspapers, had many a news team interview me for TV and radio shows, tons of camera people taking pictures of me, and even met some famous people in the sailing world (like Dawn Riley, captain of AmericaTrue, a boat racing in the America's Cup 2000).

Now that I'm back...things are so different...I never expected to see such a change in the people of my life after only two months of being gone...Somehow, I feel like none of it would have happened if I had never gone away...I can gladly say I am very happy to be home. Living on a sail boat was very, very intense. That is the kind of life that is strictly organized in a way that I don't think I could've dealt with any longer than two months. All the same, I still miss it greatly and yearn to run back to the open ocean. The beauty of it all--the wind in your face, the blue water, the pristine beaches, the crashing waves and occasional storms--how could you not want to go back to such a simple but ever-changing enviornment?

Now you know a little piece of my life...(well, a bit more than just a little piece) If you want to know anything else, (For example: "Are you mentally disabled, or do you just act like that on your own will?") just email me (or leave a message in my guestbook) and I'll try to accomodate you.

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