I've got a bitter sense of humor and a vile temper. I'm moody, but loving, and when I care about anyone even in the least, it's forever. I am crazy about Elvis and horses and this makes me sound like a Tom Petty song. I love sick movies and movies that make me laugh until I think I'm going to be sick. I love Cajun dancing, especially with my youngest brother. I love the color red, playing guitar barefoot, reading in French, and singing songs by Hank Williams. When no one else is around I close the door and window, tie a pink scarf around my neck, and pretend I'm a tall Patsy Cline. Oh, but I'd really rather be Wanda Jackson, just can't seem to rock it the same. I like to wiggle one side of my upper lip like Elvis did. I hate bad noses--the too-skinny ones, the round ones, flat ones, ones I can see up when I look straight at a person's face...the list goes on. I can't stand pot heads and hippies, reggae, short people, the color orange, and I'm literally offended by cranberries. I'm scared of Gary Busey and worry that he may want to bite me. I am terrified of little green stinkbugs, flying roaches, stepping barefoot on severed turkey heads and pig feet (a very real fear considering my real home), and of commercials that feature animals that talk, sing, or smile. Oh, and did I mention deep sea fish? I have nightmares about them. Regularly. I grew up in Eunice, Louisiana, USA, and now live in Moscow, Russia.
