I DON'T KNOW WHY, but i am often compared to something small and fuzzy on the daily: a baby duck, a baby bear, a carebear, stitch...u name it...but i am not fuzzy at all *shrug*- as a matter of fact, i cannot stand body hair on me at all...lol... i've been told that i am too proper, respectful, and polite....and not ghetto enough even though i grew up in "the hill" for a good chunk of my life. (yes, it does bother me at stores when people have a bunch of shyt and decide that they don't want it anymore so they just throw it anywhere...so i would be the one weirdo that puts things in its proper place...i wouldn't exactly call that "proper"...i just deem it to be "courteous" in a gentle woman kinda way...lol)...i have many pet-peeves and quirks thanks to being OCD..i love challenges of all sorts...i shoot pool best when i am faded (everything just seems so much clearer)....i come from a super family: in the biological as well as the pseudo sense...i love food, yes, i do...i love food, family, women, sex, and sleep...but not particularly in that order...i never let things keep me down for too long- i prefer to keep my head above the water and below the clouds. i've been in some fucked up ass situations in life, but i know that i can always bounce back no matter what...oh yeah, and i'm allergic to almost everything...kinda..
ok bye.
