On second thought...

After a pee break, 10 May, 2010.

These are things I thought you should, would like to, want to, need to, don't really need to know about myself:

-I have a cats named Rufio. Rufio because later in life I want my first child to be a girl and I do not particularly want a boy child. When first asked what I would do if I ended up with a boy child I was quoted as saying that "I will cry, get over it, and name him Rufio."
-As soon as I walked into the cat adoption center I was informed that the siamese female I had originally been interested in was called for. Then Ru stuck his paws straight out of his cage and mewed. We've been together almost ever since.
-My degree will be in Fine Arts with a focus on 19th century photographic processes.
-On extremely cold days in the midst of completing my thesis/undergrad senior project (it was a liberal arts college, it was basically a thesis and I did finish. People fail to realize this was my high point. Caps and gowns do not factor into artistic accomplishment) I was known to have smoked cigarettes in the photo lab. Big NO NO. Yet, I am still here. C'est la vie.
-I crack my knuckles. Insanely often.
-I do not bite my fingernails, but I do flick them on my teeth when I am nervous, uncomfortable, want a feg.
-I smoke occasionally. I also constantly say I am quitting. I consider myself a quitter... I don't know if I ever have quit.
-I want a feg right now.
-I have a strange plaque of Kenny Rogers in my bathroom.
-I am the oldest of 3 children and feel like the biggest failure of them all. Not setting the best example.
-I work in a deli currently and honestly feel it has been and will be, my favorite job.
-I am currently reading a lot of Vonnegut. But I also love biographies and new fiction. I have a New Years resolution to read 50 books I have never read.
-I tend to reread books obsessively and collect multiple copies of my favorite ones.
-Also, to see 100 movies I have never seen.
-I am doing poorly on both resolutions.
-I want a feg now, so I am quitting this.