Anyways, I'm a-pposed to list 8 random facts about myself.
- I have a secret second-life that pretty much no one here is aware of and that only a handful of people at work know about. By daytime, I am Clark Kent. But by nightttime (and on Saturdays), I'm Superman. *Puffing chest out and adjusting the spandex that's gotten sorta wedged up around my bulge*
- I have five tattoos and plans to finally get a half-sleeve next year, once my secret identity has finally been revealed to the world in all its glory. *Cackling maniacally and rubbing my hands together evilly*
- I am an extremely messy human being. My fella told me a month or so ago that it's a good thing we don't live together as he finds my messiness THAT disturbing and doesn't think he could deal with it. In response, I piled some more things up in a corner and let them collect dust. And then I had sex with my hot (possibly) taxi-driving neighbor on top of the aforementioned pile of dusty items.
- I've never cheated on anyone I've dated, but I realized the other day that part of the reason for this is that I have a FEVERISHLY overactive imagination that, when I'm bored, pieces together scenarios of fiery romances and shag-sessions that are fantastical enough that I haven't ever really NEEDED to.
- I love horror movies. The good, the bad, the ugly. One day, I *will* be an extra in a zombie flick. And/or makeout with Bruce Campbell. One day.
- I used to write poetry. (I'd say "I write poetry," but it's unfortunately been a while.) One of my pieces is published in an erotic journal..
- Boys with tatts give me a girlie-boner.
- Once upon a time, I had a third nipple.