I'm having to write a bio for a project I've been invited into, and let me tell you, it is NOT EASY.
Right now I have:
Amanda Gannon is an author, artist, and profaniteer who spends too much time around skulls to be considered truly sane. She hoards pirate treasure and perfume, bakes excellent ginger cookies, and wants to be a supervillainess when she grows up.
But I am not entirely happy with the references to ginger cookies and perfume. I feel like I should mention one OR the other, but not both.
For you, I would say:
Marianne is a frighteningly multitalented lady who will one day achieve world domination through kickass eyeshadow and kickass boots. She makes all kinds of cool things like button tables and ceramic coconuts and these nifty little foldy paper boxes that I cannot figure out, and her chief export is raw awesomite. (It's made of ROCK!) Be her friend! Because when someone is this fond of pompoms and rickrack, it's far better to be her friend than her enemy. Seriously.
Fun Post! I have to admit, I've never heard of a friending frenzy before, but I'm intrigued. Here's a stab at describing myself:
I'm Alcippe. I'm an artist currently living in a Chicago storefront studio, but I'm moving to Berlin, Germany as soon as I can get a job over there. I have a parrot named Rommel who likes to ride around on my shoulder and poo on my floor, although I'm trying to train him to only crap over the garbage can (it's slow going). I'm single and not worried about it. I hang out at a goth club called Neo a lot where I dance and enjoy tall, crisp weißbiers.
fun fact: A couple years ago I made a weird little YouTube video of myself wrapped in toilet paper, wearing a gas mask and plunging a toilet, and it went viral. Between the long and short versions of the video, it's been viewed over 36,000 times, which is totaly crazy to me.
I'm Katie, and, at thirty-one, I feel twice that age and half that, without any discernible pattern. I'm entering year twelve of a marriage that "opened up" quite unexpectedly about four years ago (ask me, and I will tell you that story), and have spent the past nine months, especially, learning and re-learning all those little skills and things about myself--my sexuality, my strengths and weaknesses, the way I relate to people and the world in general--that, ideally, I should have figured out (and thought I HAD) before I got married. It's exciting and ever-changing and makes me feel more present in my life than I have for a while. The funny thing is, I hadn't realized what I was missing, or that I was missing anything, at all. Unfortunately, all this living means I don't always have the time and energy to write about it, particularly when some of it is very private and unformed, so I'm afraid my LiveJournal isn't much to look at, these days
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Oh, also! (I should have mentioned I'm easily distracted)...for you, I'd say (for starters, anyway):
Marianne is the kind of effortlessly cool, one-of-a-kind kick-ass chick I always wanted to be like. Confident, intelligent, articulate, creative, relentlessly positive, and strong, she is someone you will want to have in your corner, always.
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Right now I have:
Amanda Gannon is an author, artist, and profaniteer who spends too much time around skulls to be considered truly sane. She hoards pirate treasure and perfume, bakes excellent ginger cookies, and wants to be a supervillainess when she grows up.
But I am not entirely happy with the references to ginger cookies and perfume. I feel like I should mention one OR the other, but not both.
For you, I would say:
Marianne is a frighteningly multitalented lady who will one day achieve world domination through kickass eyeshadow and kickass boots. She makes all kinds of cool things like button tables and ceramic coconuts and these nifty little foldy paper boxes that I cannot figure out, and her chief export is raw awesomite. (It's made of ROCK!) Be her friend! Because when someone is this fond of pompoms and rickrack, it's far better to be her friend than her enemy. Seriously.
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I'm Alcippe. I'm an artist currently living in a Chicago storefront studio, but I'm moving to Berlin, Germany as soon as I can get a job over there. I have a parrot named Rommel who likes to ride around on my shoulder and poo on my floor, although I'm trying to train him to only crap over the garbage can (it's slow going). I'm single and not worried about it. I hang out at a goth club called Neo a lot where I dance and enjoy tall, crisp weißbiers.
fun fact: A couple years ago I made a weird little YouTube video of myself wrapped in toilet paper, wearing a gas mask and plunging a toilet, and it went viral. Between the long and short versions of the video, it's been viewed over 36,000 times, which is totaly crazy to me.
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I'm Katie, and, at thirty-one, I feel twice that age and half that, without any discernible pattern. I'm entering year twelve of a marriage that "opened up" quite unexpectedly about four years ago (ask me, and I will tell you that story), and have spent the past nine months, especially, learning and re-learning all those little skills and things about myself--my sexuality, my strengths and weaknesses, the way I relate to people and the world in general--that, ideally, I should have figured out (and thought I HAD) before I got married. It's exciting and ever-changing and makes me feel more present in my life than I have for a while. The funny thing is, I hadn't realized what I was missing, or that I was missing anything, at all. Unfortunately, all this living means I don't always have the time and energy to write about it, particularly when some of it is very private and unformed, so I'm afraid my LiveJournal isn't much to look at, these days ( ... )
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Marianne is the kind of effortlessly cool, one-of-a-kind kick-ass chick I always wanted to be like. Confident, intelligent, articulate, creative, relentlessly positive, and strong, she is someone you will want to have in your corner, always.
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