| Okay, here's a few tidbits about myself. I'm a teenager living in Brookfield, Wisconsin (Brookfield is a small city near Milwaukee). As far as looks go, I have long, wavy, shiny black hair. That's about all you really want to know. ^_^ My hobbies are acting, bugging my friend's brother for Try (I still haven't seen it!!! ERIC!), and fencing. I fence foil (rapiers or thin-bladed swords, for all people who haven't had Gourry's training), and it's HARD. Take it from me, people. Though my teacher's really good....bet he could teach Gourry a thing or two. (About foils, that is. But how can you be an expert swordsman by hacking at people? Hmmm. Remind me to add a rants page soon.) Anyway, the things I really, really love to do are reading (yay!), surfing the Net, watching Slayers (duh), and researching theoretical physics. (If the physics surprises you, I'll have you know that both my parents have Ph.D.s in molecular biology. Both my sister and I are, most likely, going to be scientists. She's seven, by the way.) Now, as for my true obsessions: I have two. One is email (nine addresses known to my friends, eleven known to me). The other one.....imprisoning Zelgadis (<(((.-)>) in my signature and torturing him by the order of my Great Master Xellos! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!! Anyway, last sentence: I'm a bishonen freak. Love 'em. Go look at all my bishies and you'll see what I mean. (Yes, I know that was more than one sentence. Tough.) Thank you for listening. <(((.-)> Zel: But, now you will be driven TOTALLY INSANE and you won't be able to THINK and YOU WILL REGRET IT-- ZM: Zel? Stop talking about yourself. Zel: I'm talking about THEM! They are now scarred for life! They know you exist, and the thought will haunt them for all eternity! They'll all come back as ghosts, because your memory upset them so!!!! Oh the pain, the horror, the-- ZM: Guess what. I just signed up to become a DiamondStaffer (tm). And now I have this brand-new, REALLY HARD diamond staff.....and now I'll just bonk Zel over the head with it. Zel: *thud* Back to the main page |