I am 29 years old.
I have a fake birthday - it's September 23rd. I have a real birthday too, but I like the way I write September 23rd.I don't own a pair of white socks (or black socks). I hate the mall. I sing in my car. Sometimes I dance too.
I eat donuts for dinner.
My closet is color-coded. I am not welcome at my high school. I have never owned a plant that lived.
I usually beat my alarm clock by ten minutes. I read The Jungle when I was 15, and I haven't eaten red meat since.
I spent the first 18 years of my life in Belton, South Carolina, population 4,561. I have wanted, at various times in my life, to be an astronaut, a seismologist, and a postman.
I have a fear of standing water.
I once successfully acted out the word "colloquialism" in charades.
If you play Red Faction, you know me as Ender or PixelGirl; you were pwned. I have been in 5 weddings, none of them my own.
I've taken a liking to this fellow named Jens.
I am a Pentaxian.
aravis121 [at] hotmail.com
While pretending that I don’t have to work today, I ran across this product from magneticpoetry.com. It’s a “Writer’s Remedy” version of (duh) magnetic poetry to “cure” writer’s block.
There is exactly one word visible amongst the hundreds of words that are touted to relieve the frustration and anxiety of not being able to find the perfect way to say what you want.
That word? “With.” Yeah.
November 19th, 20078:41 pm at
LOL! I knew you’d find them somewhere :)