I’m gonna be a 3rd grade or theater (or both) teacher…someday. My mom calls me Ennie, my dad calls me Airhead and my brother calls me Swami. I can crochet you a blanket. I act in the shower. Eating rice, refried beans and tortillas together depresses me unless of course it’s a burrito. I wear a size 7 shoe. If you sing anything by James Blunt to me I compulsively start stabbing myself in the face. I think motorcycles are sexy. I bartended for a year but if you ask me to make you a Mai Tai I wouldn’t know how. If you take me dancing, I am usually the first one up and the last one standing. My favorite ride at Disneyland is Peter Pan. I’ve met Mona Lisa and bulleted past Mt. Fuji. Through thick and thin I will always be in love with Brad Pitt and I make a mean ice cream cake.
My friends you ask? I’d be more than happy to tell you about them. I have a friend who when she laughs makes me laugh even if the joke isn't funny, a friend who can't live without me because I can't live without her, a friend who makes up the greatest words known to man but you usually have to wait until he's tired to hear them, a friend who loves Chris Cornell just as much as I do but for very different reasons, a friend to do car ballet with, a friend who carries me when my feet hurt, a friend who was given to me by someone I used to know, a friend who plays with Blades, a friend who plays with needles, a friend who used to fall asleep in my car almost daily, a friend who is the most beautiful sleeper I have ever seen, a friend who’s guilty pleasure is the “Gilmore Girls”, a friend who would give people the moon if asked (or really drunk), a friend who could kick anyone’s ass in a trivia game, a friend who knows the Karate Kid personally and a friend who gave me a song. You can say I’m a pretty lucky gal.