Done and done.
So – who AM I anyways?
Bet you’d like to know (really, I have no idea if that’s true, but tough shit, I’m going to tell you anyways…I mean, you are the one on my blog). So if you can’t tell already, I enjoy mouthfuls of sarcasm and cynicism, and if you aren’t into that, then I would advise you to leave now….seriously. Right.
SO, back to basics.
I am an artist that works at a non-artist job (only for a teeeeny bit longer). Not to say my job is horrible, because it definitely is not, especially with the best boss a person could ask for (no sarcasm there, I mean it for real). I’m pretty sure I’ll bawl when my contract is up.
Really strange, random things happen to me quite often, for reasons unknown. Do I will them to happen? Am I just crazy? That’s for you to judge.
I’m in love with Barbados (that sappy kinda love, like how you love your partner/spouse). I’ve lived there twice and visited too many times to count. My mom has lived there for 10yrs. I will and do talk about it often, to the point of annoyance. My storage closet of an office is plastered with an abundance of white sands, turquoise seas, blue skies and my sunburned face. I can sit and share special moments with those pictures for hours. Sad, I know….but such is life.
So there is a little snippet (snippet, what a bizarre word. Say it 10 times fast, I dare you) about me, and I know you feel so much more fulfilled for having a small peek into the craziness that is my mind. No?