About Me

This is the part of blogging I'm not very good at. Trying to describe me is like trying to explain what a sunrise is like, words can only get you so far. The rest you have to experience on yourself.

Oooh, I like that. I'm an experience. Think of it this way: You're a trailer park and I'm a tornado. Yeah, it's like that. I'm intense, almost too much to handle. If you're not careful, my personality will envelop you completely. I have an opinion on almost everything and I like to think I'm right most of the time. I probably have an overblown sense of entitlement (not my fault, I'm a Millenial) and it matches nicely with my supersized ego.

I love school, can't seem to stop going. I have BA in Political Science from the University of Florida (Go Gators!), and since that's not really worth anything, a JD from Seattle University. To avoid paying on those law school loans (I could have had a small condo), I decided another degree was in order. Enter MA in Criminal Justice, also from Seattle University. And no, I have no idea why I need an MA in Criminal Justice when I have a law degree.

All my degrees landed me in the exalted position I have today - administrative assistant for a large company. No, that's not code for anything. The best part about that is that I had to talk them into letting me have an interview! I love my job and the people I work with. At the end of the day, that's all that really matters. I've spent enough time working in places that steal your soul. When I'm ready to sacrifice my soul to the devil, it'll certainly be for something more than a job that pays peanuts and where the people treat you like you're expendable.

When I'm not working I spend time harassing the man I love. He's crazy enough to let me live with him and his daughter. We have a blast and I have no idea how he still tolerates me. It probably has something to do with the fact that I can eat most of a Texas donut by myself. I know that would do it for me. Turns out, he was a bit abusive.

The harassment doesn't stop with him, it extends to my friends as well. I love them dearly because they too continue to put up with me. I also love them because they keep my ego inflated by telling me just how addictive and awesome I am. Much easier than paying people to do it.

I pretend to be crafty and I live to force my creations upon other people. (See friends as noted above). I'm thinking about venturing into a homemade card-making business, but who knows? I never really finish anything I start. I love card games, movies, books, and all the other crap everyone says they love. Except feet.

I started this blog back in 2006 as a way to vent my frustrations about some of the people in my life who were giving some serious grief (No, seriously, it's Swiffer, not SwifTer. Read the package. Can't do that? Good thing reading isn't fundamental to your life. Oh, what's that, you want to be a lawyer? No, they don't read. It's okay). It's gone through several lives since then and will probably always be a work in progress. (Did you like that split infinitive? the excessive use of commas?)

I blog because I truly enjoy it. I get a place to just let loose without really worrying about what anyone else thinks. You don't like what I'm saying? Don't read it. I don't care. When I don't blog I feel emotionally constipated. There's no Immodium for that. The only cure for that is MORE COWBELL more blogging.

I hope you enjoy yourself. If not email me at idontcare@notarealsite.com.