So, when I was 3 or so my dad decorated our apartment for a Halloween party he and my mom were having. Part of the decoration was a stuffed zombie who sat on the couch named George. George was a set of my dad's clothes, stuffed with various cloth things and a really horrible zombie mask. The day after George was put together and set on the couch my parents woke up to find me sitting on George's lap watching my morning cartoons. And so my love of all things zombie was born.

Various other fun facts about me:
* I've lived in 7 states and 17 cities (not a military brat, I just really like moving to new places and experiencing different cities). I'm planning on moving to city #18 (Phoenix, AZ) by the end of the summer to go (back) to college to get a degree in secondary education where I will learn how to make teenagers hate Shakespeare.
* When I was just a little tiny baby I was on a flight with my mother that was hijacked and landed in Cuba which is where my father is from. His family met us at the airport and fed me goat's milk. I, of course, remember none of this.
* I currently live in the Grand Canyon National Park (that's in Arizona) and as such I have one of the prettiest back yards ever and can actually see the canyon from the window of my dorm room.
* I spend an inordinate amount of time role playing on a really really great Vampire: the Requiem IRC role playing server. So as not to spam with what might be an inappropriate shout out if you dig white-wolf or V:tR then hit me up in PM and we can talk if you're interested in joining.