I'm a totally uninteresting person. Really. I live in Pottstown, Pennsylvania (aka, the Seventh Circle of Hell, aka the Left Buttcheek of Nowhere), where I work by day as the billing officer for a small transportation company and by night as an intrepid freelancer for White Wolf Game Studios. I went to college in Allentown, at an all-women's school called Cedar Crest, and I hold my degrees in English and Communications.
I am married to a wonderful man who tolerates all of my extreme weirdnesses. Our first child did not, in fact, bolt the escape hatch in April like I thought he would, but emerged with an indignant yowl into the world on May 3rd, 2004. Yes, I am such a slacker that I didn't even update my bio about that fact until after his second birthday. Leave me alone. We still have the mellow little turtle named Meanstreak, though the mice that afflicted us last year apparently succumbed to the combined efforts of D*Con, traps, pest-chasers, and the mystic barrier lines of ground mouse bones and blessed salt I drew across all the doors and windows and around the foundations of the building last summer. I can kill any plant, no matter how hardy, simply by being in the same room with it (I call this gift the Black Thumb of Death and believe that it might actually be a previously unknown Abyssal Exalted Herbalism Charm); flowers I attempt to grow from seed simply do not grow. I have a small library stashed in my living room of various printed materials from historical texts to role playing game books to reams of printed out anime/manga smut; the floor groans under the gradually increasing weight.
I want to visit Japan. A lot. I want to visit my ancestral homelands of Scotland and Eastern Europe even more.