i can not be categorized. or so i’d like to think. i do not want to be defined and expected to always remain within that definition. so, this includes a brief description of who i am, but i am not limited to being just this and it is always subject to change…
i was born in 1981 (eighties baby). i’m of caribbean heritage which means that i’m a mixed bag (throw a globe in a garbage bag, smash it, dump it out on the floor and it’ll look like my DNA. i’m a graduate student (and have been for years) trying to write my masters thesis so i can graduate. i have a job, not one that i really enjoy, but i don’t seem to hate it either (probably because i’m good at it). i live with a man. i would say that i live with my man, but is he really mine? only time will tell.
my family consists of more people than i care to admit. i often live in a delusional universe where i am an only child who was orphaned at a young age and these people who i now live with have stolen my trust fund so i am resigned to live a meager existence rather than the lavish luxury i was intended to have. so, if you are my real parents, grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, or distant relatives and would like to restore me to the grandeur i deserve, please call ASAP! i will submit to any required urine or DNA tests.
i love shoes!!! pretty shoes, fancy shoes, any shoes as long as they’ve got at least a three inch heel (two inches might be ok if they are really killer)
I have a penchant for doing exactly the opposite of what is necessary for my personal gain. I somehow enjoy causing self-sacrifice & suffering as if it leads to eternal joy…I’m working on that (among other things)