(UPDATED SLIGHTLY ON 11.5.09)

a bunch of random shit about me, haha... I'm lame.... deal with it.

My life revolves around the number 4. Two of my favorite bands, the cranberries and smashing pumpkins rule... but a lot of there songs finish in even numbers of beats that go into groups of fours, so I can listen to these bands without having to make up more beats at the end of the song so I don't go fucking crazy.

I know all the words to Rosenrot and Mutter by Rammstein, and even though I'm German, and can speak "some" German, I don't know half of what I'm fucking saying.

The Cranberries and Smashing Pumpkins are like my drugs, music isn't life people, but I crave their music more than any other bands.

I just pictured Eric and Rob Zombie having "relations"... interesting.... *saves that thought for later*

Despite all the black I wear, it isn't my favorite color, green is. Blue is my second favorite, and silver makes me happy =] I may have a lot of leopard print shit, but my real weakness is zebra print.

I have a huge thing for biomechanical tattoos. I also HATE color in tattoos.

I have five tattoos, and 14 piercings. No, they don't hurt as bad as you think, it's all quite tolerable.

I look like shit 70% of the time (this means messy hair, dirty clothes, and no eyebrows), the other 30% of the time I look half decent.

It's always nice to get "Oh, your hot comments", but I don't believe you.

Sometimes I get so pissed at people hitting me and telling me I look perfect, that send them photos of me when I first wake up. The little bastards that say they still see perfection are brown nosing douche bags and get on my nerves.

I have three brothers, no, scratch that, four. Javen, Deven, Ryan, and of course Corbin has ALWAYS been like a brother to me. I will NEVER let another fucking man come between Corbin and myself, he will always be like a brother to me, he is my family, so fuck you if you don't like it. I have one sister, and she isn't really related to me. Maria has always been there for me, ALWAYS, and I will never leave her side. I also love a great deal of my other friends, you know who you are. In fact, I might write a little bit about a few people now.

Maria - Her family is my family, and mine is hers. I would be devastated if anything ever happened to her.

Corbin - I would literally bawl and loose my fucking mind if he ever went away, he is one of the best friends anyone could ever ask for.

Eric - He is the best man anyone could ever hope for. He's the perfect father, he's the perfect friend, and he treats me with respect and dignity. He seems to think he needs me more than I need him, but he is mistaken.

Libby, Malia, Darcee and Burt - I'm putting you all together because I have about the same thing to say about all of you. You are all kick ass girls, and I will help you with anything you need. You guys kept me sane through my PPD, and I love you girls. Libby owes me money nigga! =P

I love my quiet time, but I also love to be around a lot of people. I used to be extremely shy. It took weeks before I'd even talk to some of my friends I have now, and now I talk to anyone and everyone. I feel myself turning into Gary, seeing as I often have hour long conversations with random workers at walmart.

Almost every woman with kids feels the need to share their birth horror stories, sadly, I'm one of them. Damn it.

I call my son a number of names. I call him Monster Mash, Squee, and Mr. Baby Man.

I have a new kitten names Dudley. (recently gone missing! nooooes!)

I only own two pairs of pants that are wearable. The other (very few) pairs that I have are ripped down the ass or in the crotch area and I'm tired of fucking duct taping them.

I'm using a paperclip to keep the pants I'm wearing right now together.

I'm a horrible procrastinator. I'm also quite forgetful lately. If I say I will make something for you, and I don't, it's because I forgot. Please remind me.

I ignore one basic makeup rule, and that's to not put mascara on the lower eyelashes.... yeah, I do it anyways. However I do follow the BIGGEST makeup rule, and that's to never fucking wear black lipstick. After years of searching, I believe I found literally one girl who looked half decent in it.

I love piercing people, and I'm good at it. My piercings are straight and done the right way. Either go to a pro. to have your shit done, or come to me.... don't go to your best friend's cousin's little sister... dumb ass. I'm getting my job at a shop soon, and I really can't wait. They loved my work, so I guess that means I do something right, heh. Migh I also point out I did a friend's snakebites when I was shitfaced, and they came out perfectly straight. =D

I sell a bunch of random shit from catalogs and make commission off what I sell, so buy shit from me bitches.

I find myself correcting other people's grammatical errors, and I hate it.

I love colorful dreads, LOVE them, but for some reason, I'm wanting all black one's at the moment =/

I usually choose diet soda over regular. Not because of the 0 calories, but because I actually prefer the taste. Diet tastes better in my opinion, and doesn't make my stomach hurt from all the sugar.

I don't like chocolate all that much. It's "ok".

I have nearly every html code memorized, but for some damn reason I always forget how to do url links, so half the time I have to fucking go to W3 and refresh my memory.

I don't know my own house number, granted, it is new, but we've had it for a few months now. But let's face it, I never have to call home.... if I'm not at home and I have to call someone, it's usually my mom, and I know her cell number, so in all honesty, I have made absolutely no effort to memorize my house number.

I'm a huge baby when I'm sick. I don't expect people to wait on me hand and foot, but I do beg them too.

I'm a sucker for a man who scratches my back lightly before bed (or hell, any time).

I get compliments on a daily basis, online and in real life, but I still dislike the way I look. Most of us do though, heh.

I doubled in pant sizes since before I got pregnant to now, hah, damn, but Maria and I are working our asses off (literally) this summer so we can both be thin like we once were (Maria used to be a fucking twig!)

I often buy shit that I never use, but I can't get rid of these things because I love them.

I used to love Barney as a child, and my son loves him (I hear Barney on the t.v. right now actually), but I never knew who Riff was until about three weeks ago when I saw him on an episode.

I think Mulan looked like a dyke even when she dressed like a girl.

I hate body hair, but some facial hair I can stand.

I'm a huge sucker for nerds, or guys that are good with computers or other technological gear.

I have ankle problems, and have had them all my life.

I always thought I was adopted because my brother, mom and dad has asthma and allergies and I didn't, up until I got asthma and allergies, heh.

I often think everyone is dieing to me, but I decide to believe them anyways. I have terrible paranoia.

I'm allergic to Mt. Dew, it makes me throw up and get sick, but I used to be able to drink it years and years ago. Gah, I fucking miss=[

I'm sleepy, so I will write more later, but in all actuality, I'm probably going to forget.

Jenga bitches.