| Cooking Spray's the alias, but I commonly answer to CS (and even Cee-Ehs, just because phonetics are oh-so irritatingly lovely). Ask me the story and I'll tell you; it's disappointingly simple. I am a barely legal female carbon-based lifeform, which is a euphemistic way we tricksy intellectuals with our witticisms and our multi-syllables like to affirm our humanity. I do not believe in biographies which list every detail of a person's being down to the current shade of their toenails and their favorite Johnny Depp movie (okay, maybe the last one), although I have been guilty of composing some Tolstoy-worthy ones in the past. However, I am somewhat of a completist, so this humble slice of web pie will most likely be used in a fashion deemed appropriate to summate the essence of myself - and brevity is not my strong suit. Me, give a synopsis in less than five paragraphs? Inconceivable! I am a sarcastic, offbeat, introverted, free-thinking waif of an X-chromosome. I enjoy any and all excuses to get trussed up in outfits of my own concoction with make-up to match (and if I don't have an excuse, I'll invent my own), and pose in front of the camera/walk down my driveway to get the mail/sit and look pretty. I procrastinate expediently, have a nonexistent biological clock, and think that touching and driving are both icky. Most of my waking hours are shamelessly and voluntarily spent a) in front of the computer, b) in front of the television, c) in front of the mirror, d) in bed. I am shy upon first acquaintance and in front of an audience, but in all other forums, rarely ever quiet. I have many opinions and few beliefs. I am an elitist, and although I will be kind enough to your face until it kills, stupidity will be the death of me before my niceness is. I'm 5"7, weigh 105 pounds, and do naught but sit on my ass all day without a thought to words such as "carbohydrates" and "calories" unless they're synonymous with "yummy". I'm excellent with useless facts and terrible with pertinent information. I'm a fully articulate fangirl, which is worse in its own way. You may reserve the right to despise me for who I am, but not on a false impression. Obsession is my life. To live without fandom is to live without air (which is to say Certain Death). I am endeared to the idea of endearment. I am fully positive and unapologetic that my fictional happinesses can sustain me through most of life. These are facts. Also, I butter my waffles after I put syrup on them. I've decided that my approach to breakfast is also indicative of my approach to life, and thus far, haven't been proven wrong. |















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Proud to be a Pokémon fan!
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Fire in the hole!
i recognized you from LJ because of this photo:[link]
i'm currently reading your fic: coming of age :3
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it would mean a lot if you pay my gallery a visit!
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oh well,i never! was there ever a cat so clever as magical Mr.Mistoffelees?
As for Coming of Age, I'm glad you're enjoying it, although I regret to tell you that it hasn't been updated in two years. I'm really tying to get back into writing it, although I can leave no guarantees. =/
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thats okay (:
i hope you'll get some inspiration to continue soon!
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it would mean a lot if you pay my gallery a visit!
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oh well,i never! was there ever a cat so clever as magical Mr.Mistoffelees?
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