About Xavienne

Hi there! If you've been to my old page you may have  already seen me. Now you get to see my kitties and more of me. I now have pics scanned in and I can show off my tattoos and my designs and cats. For more images of me click here.

As for details on me, I was born  on 12/25/1966 and in many ways I am the antithesis of a typical Capricorn.  I'm not exactly Ms. Career-oriented, having spent more time trying to make sure my karma stays squeaky clean and generally despising those who call themselves Ms. anything. I'm old-fashioned. If you are single & female you are Miss, if married, Mrs.  I have recently decided that I need to kick myself in the butt and make something of my life before it runs away without me.  We'll see if I get anywhere.  I am a decent cook, a good baker, I love to sew & attempt to sing, perhaps more than I should. I love all animals and would love to have a huge house full of critters if I can afford it someday.  I am told I am too kind for my own good from time to time.  I like to dance & I love good music.  I do yoga, pilates, bellydance & bodybuilding to try to stay in shape, as well as walking as often as I can.

I've been known to consider a two hour walk to be a comfy hike after work. Most times if I am not at work I can be found searching the web looking for new people to talk to; working tends to leave very little time for "normal" socializing.  I used to love going to the fantasy/science fiction conventions that were held here; unfortunately there are no more being held within a do-able distance.  I loved the costumes, flirting, artwork, and in general the artistic people one would meet there.  Where else can you spend a weekend hanging out with Klingon warriors, Elven princesses, Sith lords and celtic priests, chatting up Guy Gavriel Kaye or the latest upcoming comic book artist, getting custom artwork done and seeing "Rocky Horror Picture Show " lip synched by people dressed as vampires & pixies? I admit it; it was also a place where I could find other gals who were RP gamers.  There is a certain comfort to knowing one is not alone in knowing what a D20 is or how to calculate damage from a Shadowrun sorceress's spells. (OK, I'm a closet gamer geek.)  I love to roleplay with people who really get into their parts and a gamemaster who is prepared for those times when everything in the scenario sets your players up to turn right and they mess with your mind by going left.  I think that is why I have always envied actors & actresses. They get to play dress up and get paid for it.  I used to enjoy live roleplay games in the woods and feilds of my city with an interesting crowd but the schedule sort of prevents that now.  I miss designing and creating a costume and character and spending a day or three being someone else, in another time, place, or another reality. I've been elves, cat people, lizard people, warriors, priests, healers, mages, vampires & werebeasties, and it's all been great fun.  I recommend a bit of fantasy RPGing to anyone who needs a break. I love escapist movies; ones where I can go in, shut off the inner critic and just enjoy the ride.  I think Rutger Hauer's "Split Second" is part scary, part hilarious, "Being John Malkovich" is just demented, and I will happily watch anything with Robin Williams in it, just because he amazes me. I can't watch "Pitch Black" without laughing at the scene in which Riddick tells Johns "looks clear," and Johns neary gets sliced open by one of the aliens, pops back & yells at Riddick..."Thought you said it was clear!" The reason? When I worked as a security guard I was taught that you never say "all is secure" lest something is wrong that you didn't catch; you cover your ass by saying "all looks secure." So I would write in my patrol log... "All appears normal" and I hear that rumbling voice in my head saying; "Looks clear..."

Now, as for my pictures...As you can see in the pics pages I tend to be a rather sombre looking individual... don't let that fool you though... when it's a full moon in my house there is no such thing as serious and you can expect a fierce bellyache from all the laughing, be it from puns and silliness or observations on people and life in general; possibly even a few angelquips from my best friend.  (Prime example? "Depression is bad for your mental health.") There are times even the most straight laced girl just has to do something fun for a change. Plus no one can stay too serious with the blond bomber diving off furniture or rolling on the floor with all four paws in the air just begging for a tummyrub. That said, I do have my moods, just like anyone else, and there are times I just need to brood and get it out of my system.   While I do admit to moods and a preference for dark clothing & dark art, I do not consider myself a "goth" by the definition most people tag onto the word. I'm not morbid, just real.  I've been the person handcuffed to the "dangerous offender" for a prisoner transport, I've stood between a guy with a gun and his intended target, I've faced off against men a foot taller than me and made them back down.  To quote David Lee Roth, "I've been places with my face, you wouldn't go without a pistol."  I've switched lines of work to something a bit safer now, though still with security clearances required. At least now folks don't threaten to kill me for doing my job.

My Furbabies

I've tried to get as diverse a selection of "baby pictures" on here as I can, because I want everyone to see why I love my cats so much. On May 10th of 2006 I lost my dear old Nexus. Between having had a "nervous stomach" for many years and being the ripe old age of 21, he curled up in the closet one night and didn't wake up.  Now I have two boys, McCoy, and Bruno, and they are the most lovable guys you'll ever see.  You'll find more about each of them on their individual pages. Nexus was the sleek black panther kitty, McCoy is my big dumb blond, Bruno is the Mike Tyson cat with the huge mitts and tiny mew. He fathered Odin, my one eyed pirate cat. RIP, Odin.   Then there are my girls. Harlequin, the bigger black and white, is always the first to snuggle up in the morning and say "hi". Lammy, the short hair tortie, is the "Grand Dame" of the house, sitting regally and watching the world from atop the fridge or imperiously claiming a new guest's lap as her own and nudging them until they pet her. Ghostie lives up to her name, slipping through the room as quietly as a shadow until she wants attention, whereupon she bursts up in front of you and those big amber eyes seem to pop out of nowhere to say "HEY! I AM HERE!" The one with the big ears is Gizmo. She's the long haired tortie, and she had a pretty rough kittenhood. She was terrified of men for years because of this. She's learning to relax now, and will even come curl up on the laps of male visitors. Ginger is the kitty bowling ball, almost as wide as she is tall.  She's a tough little thing who survived many months outdoors as a young kitten before finding her way to my door one cold night, and then finding her way into my heart.  She had better luck than the guy I dated that night, who never got inside the apartment.  She's now a bit less tiny, having developed a figure similar to Garfield. Following in her footsteps is Valentine, whose pictures I have to add here. She was another rescue from a cold night who has now decided she rules the roost here.

For more pics of each kitty, click on the pic shown, and you'll go to their "gallery".  More galleries will be posted as pics get developed.

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