I can't remember what I put in my first profile but it made me sound interesting, damn it. But I guess I dig reading, writing, cashing large checks, gardening, spying on people, getting pedicures, watching Sandra Lee on the Food Network and laughing myself into an asthma attack over her "recipes", complaining, re-arranging furniture, calling the Alderman to bitch about my neighbors' trees, and attempting to please Maisy, the world's naughtiest pit bull.
The assclapper who erroneously deleted my last MySpace profile. (You know, if I were actually paying for this service, I'd be really pissed.) Also, I'd like to meet readers, writers, people anxious to part with $13.95 USD for each of my books, and anyone who can make me laugh.And before you ask, no, I DO NOT want to check out your webcam. Put your undies back on - you're killing your mother. (P.S. Your band sucks.)BTW, if you want to meet ME, check out my tour schedule under the Appearances link at jennsylvania.com.
The last ten songs on my playlist are: FREEDOM ‘90 – George Michael, SINCE U BEEN GONE – Kelly Clarkson, YOU SPIN ME ROUND – Dead or Alive, 19 – Paul Hardcastle, HEAT OF THE MOMENT– Asia, CHAINS OF LOVE – Erasure, SWEET CAROLINE – Neil Diamond, STRAIGHT OUTTA COMPTON – NWA, WASTED ON THE WAY – CSNY, and BRIAN WILSON – Barenaked Ladies, so, um, yeah... I'd say my music taste is a bit schizophrenic.
TK - I'm going to pretty up the joint before I get to stuff as important as movies, TV, and books.
Bridget Jones, Becky Bloomwood, Patsy, Edina, and Lucille Bluth, of course.