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These words herein are mine alone
Fashioned deep inside my bones.
Each picture thought and quote you see,
are all reflections of what is me.
Beware the urge to take this book
and read it in some private nook.
For you'll find it's magick isn't blind,
And I will know you've touched what's mine.



Bide the Wiccan Law ye must,
In perfect love, in perfect trust.
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill:
An ye harm none, do as ye will.
And ever mind the Rule of Three:
What ye send out, comes back to thee.
Follow this with mind and heart,
And merry ye meet, and merry ye part.



Every single website asks for this now. Even the most basic message boards ask for a Bio. Blogs, Twitter, Facebook, Myspace, even journaling sites (which I find ridiculous and ironic) beg you to describe yourself in a few short paragraphs. Let me be perfectly clear; I hate these “About Me”/Bio sections, with a fiery burning passion deep within my soul. One simply CANNOT describe themselves in summary and have it be anywhere near accurate. Either way, I'm going to give it another shot.
Let's start with the basics, shall we?
I'm five foot seven inches tall. I have blue eyes, dark auburn hair and I proudly sport a near ghostly complexion. I hail from North Carolina and currently reside in Maryland, with my beloveds Tarhebus and Maia.
My Father was Jewish, both culturally and spiritually. My Mother was Southern Baptist, 'nuff said. I, well... I am Pagan. Yes, Pagan. Not to be confused with Wiccan, Native American, Druid or Shamman. If this puzzles you I would be more than happy to explain in an email or private message.
Now for some obvious but not so basic information.
I'm a singer. Not the run-of-the-mill, wannabe Pop Star variety. No, I am a real classical singer with a deep love for Classical, Opera, Showtunes, Big Band, Torch and other such 'Old Music'. Although several years out of practice, I could sing circles around any of the modern stars that people flock to nowadays. Is this arrogance? Am I overly proud and egotistical? Hell no. The years I spent with my voice coach, who I consider my hero and mentor, are proof that I do not speak falsely. However, I am proud of my skill and musical knowledge it does not mean I cannot be humble. I loudly advertise that I couldn't hold a candle to ANY of the greats let alone hold a candle to a classical singer that has completed his or her training. These are the singers/musicians I appreciate and offer my utmost respect to.
To continue sounding like a cliché', artsy, elitist bitch I also love theatre (mostly of the musical variety), dance (Including but not limited to:Classical Ballet, Fosse Jazz, Show Jazz and Tap, Irish Step Dancing and Belly-Dancing). I read so much that I've been compared to Disney's Belle. I write, both journaling and fiction. I draw. At one time my great dream was to be an artist. I wanted to become an animator and probably move to Japan. Yes, you read that correctly, I was one of the original Anime nerds. Although, I grew out of that phase, Sailor Moon still has a major soft spot in my heart.
This brings me, oddly, to my next point. I LOVE costumes. Wearing them, designing them and creating them. This partly comes from my background in Theatre but also from the fact that I never outgrew 'Playing Dress-Up' and wanting to feel pretty. For a good part of my adult life I worked as a wench and a pirate. I partake in Renne Faires and do musicals whenever possible. If none of these venues are available to me, or if I get bit by the costuming bug randomly, I have no qualms about heading to the mall, dressed up as Goddess only knows what.
Other random facts about me.
I'm a bartender. Currently, I'm head bar at Hilton Garden Inn. I train all new staff members. I love my job and my managers although some days you wouldn't think so.
I'm an animal lover. I've had cats most of my life. I can't have a fuzzy pet right now and have to make do with a Betta fish, Gabriel. Although I can't cuddle him he's a great companion and I wubbles him. I'm big into animal rights. Not in the, animals should get to vote/ me protesting outside the nearest Taco Bell type animal rights. I simply believe that animals space and lives should be respected. I believe that people who abuse animals domestic, wild or soon to be food-type-animals should face consequences as severe as if they had harmed a human being. We are far too civilized to allow such brutal nonsense to go on. In this day and age we don't NEED fur to survive in the winter, and hunting for sport is just sick and cruel. If you wear animal hide or fur I believe you should have hunted it and eaten it yourself or be certain you know those animals were killed in a human and quick fashion. Not a popular view amongst my fellow animal rights activists but I simply realize and accept that we as humans are still predators and always will be. We need meat to stay healthy, and frankly it's cheaper than all the vegetarian supplements. I've tried to go on an animal friendly diet, I can't afford it..
What else should someone know about me?
I'm a good and loyal friend. I prefer to see the good in people, but I do not underestimate the bad. I'm a lot quicker to trust my gut, when it says someone is bad news, than I used to be. I've been hurt very badly in past and my doormat days are simply over. TL:DR I will give you the shirt off my back and my last dime provided you are honest, upfront and reasonable with me.
I love to cook. I'm the proud Captain of the Pirate Band, the Clan of the Clover as well as the Kitchen Wench for the pirate crew Skullduggery. I moonlight as a 1940's singer, for weddings, receptions, parties and other... The Vintage Singer. If interested in that you can send a professional inquiry to the.vintage.singer@gmail.com.
Perhaps pet-peeves are the next step here. I HATE liars. The quickest way to get completely written off, by me, lie to me. Lying by omission counts too. I also cannot stand 'net speak'. The occaisional 'lol' or 'lolcat speak' is fine but using nothing but 'net speak' is unnacceptable. We were given the gift of beautiful language use it. We all typo or brain-fart but there is a little something called spell-check and dictionary.com. If it's blazingly obvious you didn't pay attention in school, or simply have no respect or regard for the English language(those whose first language isn't English are totally forgiven, don't think I'm talking about you), I don't have time for you.
Now to give myself good descriptors for Google!
I'm a musician, bar tender, artist, dancer, snob, bitch, animal lover, friend, elitist, pirate aka wench, pagan aka tree hugging hippie, witch, spelling nazi, OCD, wannabe cook. Is there much more I could cram in this little space? You bet your boots I could! However, anything else... you're going to have to ask me yourself.







"All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king." - J.R.R. Tolkien



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Mu*si"cian\, n. [F. musicien.] One skilled in the art or science of music; esp., a skilled singer, or performer on a musical instrument. = Me.

The world is being destroyed by a disease

this disease cuts you off in traffic, then hits the breaks

it forces its way into the elevator before you can exit

it blows smoke in your eyes

it calls you in the middle of dinner to ask about your long distance plan

it raises the rates, just when you start to make ends meet

it says I love you as they walk out the door, on it's way to cheat on you with your bestfriend

it stands over your shoulder as you're trying to work at your desk

it gets disappointed over the choices you've made in your life

it sees you broken down on the side of the rode, but keeps on going

it cries foul when it gets jealous, or punished

it bitches and moans when it doesn't get it's way

it bitches and moans when you do

it laughs at your pain

it ask for more more more

it watches a car hit an old man in the middle of the road and does nothing, Nothing!

this disease is humanity

and it can't be cured



by Pat Reynolds

Its sad when people you know
become people you knew.
When you can walk right past
Someone like they were never a
big part of your life.
How you used to be able to talk
for hours and now you can
barely even look at them...

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