I named him Onyx. He was sweet! My Quaker Parrot was Kiwi, and my mouse was Popcorn. They were all wonderful pets.

Your parrot was a Quaker?

Let's see, nobody knows... (I forget, so forgive me if you do know!)

I had a small rebellion of sorts in my teens, which started with sex at 14 and a miscarriage two months later. Probably the reason I always like having children in IRE - If I hadn't miscarried, I'd be towing around a four and a half year old child.

I hate shoes. I'll not wear them if I can get away with it, and sometimes even when I can't.

I stuck a key in a light socket at age 7 and blew myself across the room. Shocking I tell you.

Oooh so THAT explains you....


NO ZAPPAGE pretty pwease!!

I once unscrewed a fuse box and sawed through a wire in there at random with a screwdriver, aged 9.

There was a bright flash of light which left spots on my vision, and the tip of the screwdriver melted.

It also somehow caused a powercut to most of the boarding school.

I just noticed the shadow in Raezon's sig has wings..

I'm slow.

Kinda looks like it's based off the image he now has tattoo'd on his shoulder. *peer Raezon* WELL??!? Is it?

Nope, that was something I photoshopped a long while back. I've always been angelic... so it fits?

You angelic....mmmhmm. *sparkle*

I once had sex in a spa. Outside, in an apartment complex in full view of all the balconies.

I was veeery drunk.

I think I drink too much.

About as angelic as me.

I sense lots of similarities between Raz and I.



I bet you blinded a few people.

... that was just mean. Unless you mean...ah...yes, I did blind many..THANKS!

I meant the whole turning around and looking out your door to see someone having sex kind of blinding.

It would have been hard for me to resist throwing water balloons..

Oooh! I did that once... But it wasn't a key, and wasn't a light socket, it was one of those big industrial paperclips, the ones that are more like braided bailing wire... And a wall socket... It was in my first Elementery schools computer lab... (This being back in 1989, so computers were a lil more touchy *inno*) Anyways, for reasons unknown to this day, my step sis hid me in there while she was at cheerleading practice, and so I was left to my own devices.... Long and funny story made short, I found the paperclip, saw the wall socket, and proceeded to blowmyself half way across the room, blow out the two transformers outside the school and blew up four computers that were on the same line as the wall socket.... I was just a lil angel back in my youth... vs


.... Sadly my evil side tended to get the better of me back then...

Hmm... Been in four write off's, none of which were my fault.
Err... I was jumping at my Pop (Grandfather) from the corner of his King Bed, and he was catching me, then, he said stop, and took a step away, and I went again, thinking he was watching, and superman'd into the wall, forehead first.
Delicious Scar.

I have a scar on my knee from where I ran into a pole on my bike, causing a nice meeting between me and the concrete. There's a scar on my other knee from where I was running out of the road (my ball went into the highway..) and I fell on some rocks. I have a scar on my lip where my sister's bird bit me..

Oh, I have a scar on my foot from where I was running backstage to tape my bra and I slipped on some scarves.. I slid into this HUGE door and hit it head on..my foot got caught under the door and broke my toe.

I have a scar on my knee where a rusty bolt stabbed about an inch into my leg. It's interesting having a wound where you can wipe off all the blood, then watch it slowly fill back up like a small well.

Nasty.. go find a band-aid.