About Me
Well, one might consider me the little social butterfly beings that I know so many people from all of my little various jobs around these here parts. Whether I was serving you a cheese steak and F.Fs (ex saltpepperketchup) at 2am at the Sip n Bite for the many years I worked the grave yard shift there (where I met my BFF Amanda- whom alot of Sip n Bite patrons know as well, if not better), or for one of the various licqour concoctions that I might have made for you that had you cursing my very existance the next day at one of the many clubs I have worked at. My familys club (Coconuts- shout out), Kislings, The 13th Fl of the Belvedere hotel, or my revolving door days (and currently residing), Butts N Bettys. And if you've never seen my face at any of those places, alot of people recognize me for my soda pimping skills downtown vending with my dad, which I have been doing so for the past 8 years. All aside, when I'm not at work........I am quite the loner. Once I walk through the doors of my private little sanctuary called home, I try my best to disregard all the happenings that take place outside. That is what I can't read on the internet. Those of you that know me the best know that I DESPISE the phone and try my best to answer it as little as humanly possible. But if you text, I'm right on top of it responding (that is, if it is respond worthy). I spend most of my time in a little corner, of my little dining room, at my little make shift office. For now. I spend alot of time envisioning my new and upcoming future office that is it's own little room, with 4 walls, filled with all my odd little metal pictures and vintage gaming machines, with hardwood floors, and plenty of sunshine that I am free to look out into if I should so please. And of course lined with cool retro shelves containing my endless array of very interesting books. But for now, my dining room holds it all. Imagination included.As for myself, on a more personal note, I am what some psycologists might lable as one with mulitiple personality disorder. But I'll just save my time and money and label myself, if one must be labeled. I chain smoke, but find smoking trashy. I love tattos and have them, but find them slightly ghetto if their visible on a woman. I wear flipflops year round, but have an extensive and expensive array of high heels that I dust off weekly. I am a hippie at heart (and have always aspired to have the nerve to dread my hair), but own cases of makeup and more hair gadgets that a salon could'nt find the room to contain. Theres nothing I enjoy more then spending the day shopping at thrift stores looking for great bargains, but don't think twice about going to a high end boutiqe and dropping $200 on a pair of jeans that I usually end up wearing once and then giving away. I wear my fav ragged ass ripped up jeans to the beach then lay towel less in the bare sand, but have to have pedicures with diamonds in them. I fly first class but can't fathom the idea of staying in anything less than a 4 star hotel. I mediate to Moby but get pumped listening to Lil'Wayne. I despise my dog's, but have 4 of them and would'nt give'em up for the world. Just a glimpse into my..........twisted.......confusing........mind. Which is all mine.
