So why am I still here? I've met some people here who have become good friends, and who have introduced me to even more friends. Weird speaks to weird, like speaks to like.
Yes, I have answered over 1000 of OKC's devilish questions. I'm nosy, and if I want to see what your answer is, I have to answer it myself. Plus, it's fun because I'm a total nerd.
I'm a Hospice nurse, mother of a teenage boy, photographer, music lover, night person...sometimes honest to a fault. I have a weird kinda Seth McFarlane-esque sense of humour on the dark side.
So yeah, I'm a hospice nurse, night shift. I've been a nurse since 1994 and this is without a doubt the best job I've ever had.
I have a teenage son in high school. I'm not looking to have anymore kids myself, but your kids are cool. My son bounces between my place and his dad's - sometimes here, sometimes there. My son's father is one of my best friends...so you're gonna have to be okay with that.
I'm not afraid of your checkered past. Got one with a few spots myself, and I believe it just makes us more interesting...as long as lessons have been learned. I can't drag stuff around with me. Cut it loose and move on.
I'm addicted to Mountain Dew Throwback. If I could cut that demon juice in a can out of my diet, I'd probably drop a significant amount of weight. One day....
I am oddly shy in crowded situations, although when you get to know me "shy" really isn't a word one would use to describe me.
I'm curvy. "Rubenesque". You're gonna have to be okay with that.
I think that's enough about me....but believe me, there's more to find out. I think I'm a pretty cool chick.
Tell me...do you know the question which prompted these counter-questions: "Will he offer me his mouth? Will he offer me his teeth? Will he offer me his jaws?...Will he offer me his Hunger?" If you do...don't be shy to ask.