I wear my old converse sneakers, wear them everyday, except on rainy days because the shoes are so old that there's holes in the soles. What ever happened to P.J.Soles? My cat's breath smells like cat food.
Strengths: I'm fuckin' crazy.
Weaknesses: I am a consumer whore. Bacon. Boston cream donuts. Red heads.
Special Skills: Me good at ritin' stuffs.
Weapons: I am fully armed with excess estrogen, plus I have a uterus, a couple of ovaries, and an arsenal of mammary glands.
What I live for: Anything weird, strange, and unusual. Music, love, laughter, and most definitely food especially bacon.