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Friends! Countrymen! Romans! Something. I notice I have some new people lurking about, welcome, welcome, hello hello. If I haven't friended you back yet, don't take it personally, I will get around to it in a bit. I has the scatterbrain.
Vital statistics: Andee Rasheeda Browne-Tatro, brown/brown/brown, 5'8", 36C-28-38, glasses cause girlfriend be BLIND (not really but the world gets all gaussian blurred without them) and the idea of contacts gives me the woogies, B+, 34 years old, made of FUCKING AWESOME. Well. I'd like to believe that last bit. :)
I have two chronic disorders - Factor V Leiden and Crohn's disease. the Factor V doesn't affect me much other than jokingly pointing out that a kettle full of kale will probably kill me. The Crohns is slightly more irritating and leads to me occasionally posting things having entrirely too much to do with my big black ass. Specifically what is exiting it at high velocity.
Work: Code monkey get up, get coffee, code monkey go to job. Aspiring writer, beader, belly dancer.
Religion: Agnostic, with vaguely Pagan/Verdukian leanings. Fundamentalists of any stripe piss me off. If you feel the need to be obnoxious about your beliefs (or lack thereof) keep stepping.
Sexuality: Pansexual and polyamorous, recently married to a guy? what? Still a wee bit weirded out by that fact.
The Glossary of terms:
Land of Sunder: I and about 20 of my friends live in this odd little geek enclave in Sunderland, MA.
The House: Where I grew up, and is still the Brooklyn HQ of my family. My Dad still lives there.
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cell23, aforementioned spouse type object. He makes me laugh, and in return I don't kill him for his frequent fits of ridiculous behavior.
Kidzilla and Lil'Beast: the Manbeast's ridiculously adorable and terrifyingly smart kids. Both are silly, self-possessed, shockingly deep little people and I love them to bits. I love the weekends they're here - most of the time our little townhouse seems a little too big for justcell23 and I.
The Boston Run: The short people live with their mom across the state, so this usually means the Manbeast and/or I drive out to fetch them for their biweekly visit.
The Squirekidz I mentioned I live in a strange little gamer enclave, right? I live in an apartment complex that is populated by college/grad students, and then there is a high percentage of people I know who are either rabid gamers or kinky folk. Pretty much Squire Village === HERE THERE BE NERDS. Which is great if you need to borrow sugar or play Rock Band without dropping $300 on the game and an Xbox.
EPEEN, The Hatemonger, Monstervision, River, The Preciousssss, Sikhudani, Squeeee: I tend to name/anthropomorphize things I own - respectively those would be my computer, my good camera, my TV, Manbeast's car, my iPod Touch, my iPad, and my netbook.
Things I blather at length about: All of the above, headnoise (aka, poking the brain badgers with sticks. I have a filter I do this at length in, holler if you wanna bear witness to my ongoing crazy), beadweaving, tv, Random Shit Found On Youtube, things/people I consider lickable/humpable, polyamory, money, driving and the joy thereof, writing, the ongoing stupidity of humanity, picture taking, AG dolls, music, movies, tv, BOOKS, life's daily absurdity, and OMG beads beads beads. Lately anyway.
This is my LJ Part 2. If you're one of those crazy people that likes to read people's journals "cover to cover" (I certainly don't do that...) the LJ I had from 2003-2009 iskjpepper. I can also be found on Twitter under both usernames. I was formerly bottledgoose, still can be found under that name in a few places.
Behave yourselves while here, and play reasonably nice. Unlike most on LJ I actively encourage people who read me to point out (tactfully) when I've got my head up my ass about things, but try to do this without starting drama. Don't make me throw an Angry Negress Hissy. It ain't pretty.
Introductions over, eeeugh. Between making the Boston Run on Friday, dealing with one kid and the Manbeast recovering from the plague, another one seemingly coming down with it, and AAAAH NEW JOB nerves, I am Le Tired. Did not help that I forgot that Wellbutrin knocks out what little alcohol tolerance I may naturally have to the point where the manbeast brought me a celebratory ciderthing this evening and it got me just drunk enough to be utterly useless tonight - which sucks because I had a to-do list for the evening and I maybe got 1/8th of it done. Mreh. Oh well, tomorrow is a brand new day, right?
Also, the gray wet weather can really go away at any time. It's december, there's little enough sunshine as it is.
I have longer entries to write and post, but the bed, it calls.
Vital statistics: Andee Rasheeda Browne-Tatro, brown/brown/brown, 5'8", 36C-28-38, glasses cause girlfriend be BLIND (not really but the world gets all gaussian blurred without them) and the idea of contacts gives me the woogies, B+, 34 years old, made of FUCKING AWESOME. Well. I'd like to believe that last bit. :)
I have two chronic disorders - Factor V Leiden and Crohn's disease. the Factor V doesn't affect me much other than jokingly pointing out that a kettle full of kale will probably kill me. The Crohns is slightly more irritating and leads to me occasionally posting things having entrirely too much to do with my big black ass. Specifically what is exiting it at high velocity.
Work: Code monkey get up, get coffee, code monkey go to job. Aspiring writer, beader, belly dancer.
Religion: Agnostic, with vaguely Pagan/Verdukian leanings. Fundamentalists of any stripe piss me off. If you feel the need to be obnoxious about your beliefs (or lack thereof) keep stepping.
Sexuality: Pansexual and polyamorous, recently married to a guy? what? Still a wee bit weirded out by that fact.
The Glossary of terms:
Land of Sunder: I and about 20 of my friends live in this odd little geek enclave in Sunderland, MA.
The House: Where I grew up, and is still the Brooklyn HQ of my family. My Dad still lives there.
The Manbeast:
cell23, aforementioned spouse type object. He makes me laugh, and in return I don't kill him for his frequent fits of ridiculous behavior. Kidzilla and Lil'Beast: the Manbeast's ridiculously adorable and terrifyingly smart kids. Both are silly, self-possessed, shockingly deep little people and I love them to bits. I love the weekends they're here - most of the time our little townhouse seems a little too big for just
cell23 and I.The Boston Run: The short people live with their mom across the state, so this usually means the Manbeast and/or I drive out to fetch them for their biweekly visit.
The Squirekidz I mentioned I live in a strange little gamer enclave, right? I live in an apartment complex that is populated by college/grad students, and then there is a high percentage of people I know who are either rabid gamers or kinky folk. Pretty much Squire Village === HERE THERE BE NERDS. Which is great if you need to borrow sugar or play Rock Band without dropping $300 on the game and an Xbox.
EPEEN, The Hatemonger, Monstervision, River, The Preciousssss, Sikhudani, Squeeee: I tend to name/anthropomorphize things I own - respectively those would be my computer, my good camera, my TV, Manbeast's car, my iPod Touch, my iPad, and my netbook.
Things I blather at length about: All of the above, headnoise (aka, poking the brain badgers with sticks. I have a filter I do this at length in, holler if you wanna bear witness to my ongoing crazy), beadweaving, tv, Random Shit Found On Youtube, things/people I consider lickable/humpable, polyamory, money, driving and the joy thereof, writing, the ongoing stupidity of humanity, picture taking, AG dolls, music, movies, tv, BOOKS, life's daily absurdity, and OMG beads beads beads. Lately anyway.
This is my LJ Part 2. If you're one of those crazy people that likes to read people's journals "cover to cover" (I certainly don't do that...) the LJ I had from 2003-2009 is
kjpepper. I can also be found on Twitter under both usernames. I was formerly bottledgoose, still can be found under that name in a few places.Behave yourselves while here, and play reasonably nice. Unlike most on LJ I actively encourage people who read me to point out (tactfully) when I've got my head up my ass about things, but try to do this without starting drama. Don't make me throw an Angry Negress Hissy. It ain't pretty.
Introductions over, eeeugh. Between making the Boston Run on Friday, dealing with one kid and the Manbeast recovering from the plague, another one seemingly coming down with it, and AAAAH NEW JOB nerves, I am Le Tired. Did not help that I forgot that Wellbutrin knocks out what little alcohol tolerance I may naturally have to the point where the manbeast brought me a celebratory ciderthing this evening and it got me just drunk enough to be utterly useless tonight - which sucks because I had a to-do list for the evening and I maybe got 1/8th of it done. Mreh. Oh well, tomorrow is a brand new day, right?
Also, the gray wet weather can really go away at any time. It's december, there's little enough sunshine as it is.
I have longer entries to write and post, but the bed, it calls.
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