My name is Sydney, Australia (but I'm really from California.) Although, depending on who you ask, my name could also be Cynthia, Amber, Cookie, or Chardonnay. I'm a former rower, cyclist, UCI graduate, Long Beach Lover, Angels fanatic, blonde haired, green eyed, some what insane, completely random, but always entertaining accounting major accountant waitress.
I sing loudly in my car and sometimes in public, I take random roadtrips just to figure out where streets go, I play air guitar to Boston tunes and sometimes dance around if the song requires it. Oh, and if you catch me drinking after an Angels victory, I'll probably be singing Queen.
I suck at pool, but still love playing it. Melissa still owes me a trip to the batting cages and miniture golf course from my birthday *LAST* October. I don't go out as often as I should and once I land a "real job" I fully intend on remedying that. Real job? Check. Going out as often as I should? Check. Going out MORE often than I should? Check and Check. Not big on beer, but I love wine, whiskey and what the Russians refer to as "little water."
I like crime dramas, Grey's Anatomy, and the Sopranos, I was a Lakers fan until I couldn't take Kobe Bryant's ego, black jack player, craps shooter in Vegas. I've been known to take a few decent pictures here and there, so I guess I could be called a photographer, but as you'll notice, I hate being in front of the camera. I like all genres of music, but have a soft spot for bad Euro-pop dance tunes and of course classic guitar rock songs. Although in the right mood, I could probably belt out an opera aria or two.
My friend Christine once had a dream that I was a crazy driver, but looked hawt in a bikini. I will neither confirm nor deny these rumors, but I will say that I am the self-proclaimed Encyclopedia of Useless Knowledge.
Did I mention I tend to ramble a lot?
