Female

34

I really don't know who I am and I care less and less every day. When I was younger (or maybe only a year ago) I was like: "I'm going to save the world through my writing." Now I'm like: "Get some Starbucks into me by ten am and there's a good chance I might crank out some funny sh*&%. Likes: Starbucks, sushi, fake chocolate, cowboy boots, cat tails, Fred Segal, rottweilers, renaissance festivals, pink (& black), video games, growing pains, people from other places, people that say it like it is, people that take action. Dislikes: Guys on skateboards, negative nellies, broken ribs, wooden nickels, mimes, that weird smell in the kitchen, my neighbor yelling "Randy!" every five minutes, know-it-alls, bullets, hangnails, earthquakes, nightmares, when I space out, getting up before 9AM.