As a kid, I was pretty crafty (something that probably won’t come as a shock to many of you). Before I could even write my name, I'd worn down every color in the Crayola Crayon box (mint green and chartreuse were my favorites) thanks to daily coloring sprees (and apparently a … [Read more...]
Beat of my own drum
When I was 4, all I wanted to do was twirl about in pretty dresses while dismembering my barbies. Aspiring doctors do that, you know...and apparently so do serial killers...eek! :| ;) … [Read more...]