I love my cat - he's very unique. He loves to ride in the car - he sits up in the rear window so that people driving behind me can watch him rolling on his back in the sunshine. When I get up in the morning and I'm stumbling around my apartment trying to wake up, he follows me around "reminding" me that it's time to feed him by biting the back of my legs (gently of course).I love cooking - it's like therapy for me. When I'm cooking, I can clear my mind of everything else and focus completely on what I'm making.I also love to travel. I went to Amsterdam and Berlin last year and it was amazing (at least what I remember of it). Someday soon I have to get back to Europe...I don't like mean or pretentious people. And I'm really fed up with people that have to put other people down in order to feel better about themselves.I'm pretty easy to get along with otherwise but I have noticed that I'm getting a little bitchier as I get older. Fortunately for me, people seem to don't care if I'm bitchy as long as I cook for them or bake them cookies.I love my friends (except Gatisa) and my family (except Gatisa *) and I hope that one day I'll love my job. That's if I ever get the guts up to do what I really want to do.*Gatisa and I strongly suspect that we are twins separated at birth.
