When i was about 4 or 5 i created my own language, Maronkan, and claimed that I came from the planet Maronka (muh-rone-kuh). When I was angry, i would curse at them in my own language, satisfied that they had absolutely no idea what the hell i was saying to them.
I was that kid in elementary school who would race to the front of the class to turn in my test before everyone else. One boy, Martin Ku, used to challenge me, which was NOT okay. I "shot" him dead in the playground while playing cowboys and indians. i remember he started crying and just sat there in the grass for the rest of recess like that. I'm probably way more scarred by the experience than he is.
I lost the spelling bee on the word gorilla. apparently, it's not gorrilla.
i smoked my first cigarette when i was 13. i soon learned that exhaling into a paper bag does not hide the smell.
i'm a much kinder person now that i have grown up.
I've been a vegetarian for 3 years now, and it's changed my life in such an amazing way. I cook vegan meals all the time (the more extravagant the better)! Veganomicon has become my bible. I hate that when you tell someone that the food they are about to consume is vegan they assume it's inedible. Try it, you'll like it! I make a mean lasagna, and an even meaner tofu breakfast taco. come on over, i'll cook you dinner!
I'm half Cuban, half German. It's an interesting combination. Some people attribute my absurd outbursts and pointless rants to my heritage. Whatever works.
I love vintage shopping, and coffee. both of them together equal the best day ever.