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I grew up in a small town called Cleburne, Texas, which means I grew up thinking that highways were evil, going to Wal-Mart was a social activity, and that I was strange for not having several cousins in the same school as me. One of the best compliments I have received since becoming an adult is that it is impossible to tell that I am from a small, hick town--that I seem more enlightened and more "Oregonian."

I have a bachelor's degree from TCU. I had a blast at TCU--lived on campus all 4 years--but if I was choosing a college now, I would never choose TCU. I think I would prefer somewhere more diverse, somewhere less snobby, somewhere not in Texas.

But I'm thankful I went to TCU for the people I met there. I met my boyfriend Tom there, and we have been together for four years. Things I adore about Tom: ability to give excellent massages, cuddliness, liberal views, willingness to watch chick flicks and/or reality TV with me, and his tendency to break out into doing the Robot when dancing (but don't tell him I admitted that). He's also brilliant and witty and nice to everyone.

Tom and I recently moved from Texas to Long Island, New York, a place where I feel like a foreigner--I talk different and look different and am unaccustomed to paying outrageous prices for, well, everything. I am excited to be living in New York, though, and excited to be living in sin.

I'm a registered nurse, and I work in an emergency department. I do both pediatrics and adults because I can't decide which I like better. I also frequently do triage because I am glutton for punishment. I may or may not return to school at some point to pursue a graduate degree or two. But then again, I already have a job where I only work three days a week, and in clothes that resemble pajamas. Can I really top that with further education? Overall, I enjoy what I do, but it's true what they say about nursing being really fucking difficult most of the time.

Back in Cleburne, I was a devout Christian--a much more devoted Christian than any 17 year old should be. I went to "alternative prom" to avoid the evils of dancing, and I had moral dilemmas about missing Wednesday night worship in order to audition for school musicals. I only dated one guy in high school--a very disturbing 3 year relationship. As you might think from the expletive above, I am no longer a Christian, and I have serious concerns about how religion can affect one's mental health. I also have serious concerns about how religion is affecting the politics of this country.

(I also like using expletives. Damn, shit, hell!)

I abandoned religion during college after an awkward period of turmoil and quickly took to liberalism. My family is horrified to have a Democrat in the family, and they persist in sending me daily email forwards about what a bitch Hillary Clinton is, or how Dubya is such a good ol' Southern boy who must really love our troops, or--my favorite--how the South will one day rise again and expel all the infidels who don't speak English.

I talk ghetto slang and call people "ho." I love to snack on pickles, mini marshmallows, and Oreos (not together). I have really high arches in my feet, icy cold hands, and naturally red hair with the required freckles and pale skin. I'm addicted to caffeine and crap reality TV. I enjoy stalking blogs, so I thought I'd contribute to the blog community. Happy stalking.

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