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As a writer I'm quite distressed by these little white boxes made to be filled up by a summary of my life. There are more things I could say about this year than would fit in this little box. So, a valiant half-assed attempt is in order. I live somewhere I wish I didn't live, just like everyone else. My life takes these funny little turns where I end up the butt of the joke, serendipity, if you will. I seem to be becoming more and more like a fish everyday. Adaptable. I figure that's one of the many meanings of life, though. Learning to adapt to whatever might be thrown at you. Gracefully. And I try. I'm much too serious for my age and have been for a long time now. I like it that way. I don't get caught up in the silly things that most women value as necessity. Gossip. I do fall victim to making an ass out of myself sometimes, though. I do drink occassionally. Ha. I wouldn't consider myself an artist because I can't draw. Anything else in the creative field I can pretty much do.... but for some reason the drawing thing is the artistic definition. To most anyway. (most meaning the ones who can draw.... even if the process is almost like tracing). I'm a crazy girl. I have all the battle scars to prove it. It's like getting wrinkles. I like it. It lets you know you're still alive. One way or another.... that's what it's all about. Being alive.

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