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Warning! This page is rather unnecessarily verbose, rude, and pointless. It's the rudest part of my whole website.
For a more reasonable bio, see my Werecard. It's shorter, furrier, and more interesting.
It also contains considerably less foul language and insults to my family,
who would undoubtedly turn on me with bared teeth and rip me open throat to groin, should they ever read this.
I bow my head to you in the sincerest of thanks.

The Bio of Background

I am blunt and honest.
I proclaim my dorkiness with pride. Says so right on my backpack.

Or, I was a teenaged (bipolar, homosexual, androgynous, femme-butch, religiously experimental, wannabe-nudist, claustrophobic, tree-hugging, soil-worshipping, writing, howling, socially frustrated, individualistic, animal loving, morally bankrupt, threat-to-the-system, yin-heavy, all-singing all-dancing vegetarian crap of the world) werewolf.

And sweetie, if you think that sounds interesting, just wait until you meet me. Your eyes will bug out, wondering how so much junk can fit into one single, quiet, dorky package. Not that I'm suggesting we meet in person. I know about all those girls who get raped while trying to meet some guy she met online. Not me, no sir.

Let's be basic. I have a Taurus Sun sign (meaning I have a collected and quiet exterior most of the time), an Aries Moon sign (meaning that, underneath all that Taurus bullcrap--lookie! a pun!!--I'm a heated, passionate, powerful little spitfire), and a Libra ascendency (meaning usually I try to present myself as balanced, reasonable, and intelligent). Put all these together and you've got something ab fab, darling: me!

N.B: I'm actually not quite as arrogant as I seem. On the surface, anyway. I'm just a hormonal, pigheaded teenager. I will grow out of this phase soon enough. Hopefully.

I have a golden retriever and a yellow-lab-mix, Katie and Artie respectively. I also have two sable ferrets named Beetlejuice and Lydia, whom I adore, but who sadly have to be boarded with a friend because my mother thinks they're creepy. I think they're adorable. I am also respectfully owned by a black and silver tabby cat, my familiar, Taffy, who is beautiful as the Sunrise no matter what you say, so NYAHH.

I also used to live with several guardian dragons (if you've read Dancing With Dragons by D.J. Conway), one of whom--a small female green who called herself Paeshee--stayed longer than the others. They've all moved on by now.

I volunteer at a local Wildlife and Primate Sanctuary Frisky's Sanctuary and have done so since I was twelve. I know how to handle an infant macaque who is wigging out, and I have been pooped/peed on by over 7 species of monkeys and countless numbers of injured wildlife. And I say it with a cheerful demeanor, too. So there. :[)

senior pic! aarhh!

More Stuff About Me, if you're really bored enough to find out

Don't Fence me in...
I'll do it myself.

Mi Familia
Let's see how negative I can make them appear!

Past Lives
Such as I remember them, anyway.