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(the tentatively titled) My Country My Love

About me

Location	Jamaica
Introduction	I’m a girl from a little island called Jamaica. I think books are sexy and work to amass as many of them as possible. I enjoy chocolate soy milk, cupcakes, Pixy Stix, and jelly beans and have therefore formed a close bond with my toothbrush. I fancy cartoons and still miss ThunderCats. I have perpetually experimented with pencil, ink, crayons and clippings and recorded random musings on scraps of paper and the margins of school books; the result of my right brain’s heart-to-hearts with my left, writings, music and art of those before me and life itself. I am suspicious of religious television, Hello Kitty toasters, race walking and people who don’t eat vegetables. I am fascinated by the “About Me” section of blog sites for reasons 2-fold. (1) It encourages information, otherwise kept private, to tumble from our keyboards like a ripe slot machine and (2) because we always assume the information to be true despite the real possibility that Buxom Betty is really Pervy Peter. I find it even more fascinating that in the face of apprehensions, just stated, I’ve filled this section out. (Trumpets sound) Holy moment of awareness, Batman!

Location

Jamaica

Introduction

I’m a girl from a little island called Jamaica. I think books are sexy and work to amass as many of them as possible. I enjoy chocolate soy milk, cupcakes, Pixy Stix, and jelly beans and have therefore formed a close bond with my toothbrush. I fancy cartoons and still miss ThunderCats. I have perpetually experimented with pencil, ink, crayons and clippings and recorded random musings on scraps of paper and the margins of school books; the result of my right brain’s heart-to-hearts with my left, writings, music and art of those before me and life itself. I am suspicious of religious television, Hello Kitty toasters, race walking and people who don’t eat vegetables. I am fascinated by the “About Me” section of blog sites for reasons 2-fold. (1) It encourages information, otherwise kept private, to tumble from our keyboards like a ripe slot machine and (2) because we always assume the information to be true despite the real possibility that Buxom Betty is really Pervy Peter. I find it even more fascinating that in the face of apprehensions, just stated, I’ve filled this section out. (Trumpets sound) Holy moment of awareness, Batman!