​My love of words and writing started almost from the time I first began to read. Over the years, I've gone from reading other people's words to writing my own. A writer of sorts. I want to know how it feels to be a Buddhist. I think books are better than TV--well, except when something good's on. I am desperately trying to lose weight lots and lots of weight. I hate it when people stare at you when you eat. I miss going on long walks and talk about life. I miss chasing the sunset with my friends. I miss going to the beach. I miss many other things. I am sometimes more perceptive than I would like to be. I am fiercely loyal. Sometimes, stupidly so. I am not afraid to tell people that I love them. I travel. I am impulsive. I know a little bit about a lot of things. I typically enjoy the company of men more than women. I am capable of being really mean and nasty, but I fight it. Hard. I am lousy at forgiving myself. I am a bargain shopper. To the point of obsession. I am 29 flavors. And then some.