What You May or May Not Already Know.

Catchy title, there, huh? Not really.

From the information you may or may not have already gathered about me, I live in Virginia–not Wonderland. So why is it that people are convinced that I’m some pot-smoking blonde who followed a white rabbit that may or may not have been real down a tumbling hole during a bad trip? I can name so many things in that claim that are horribly inaccurate. About me, at least.

The most obvious being that I’m not blonde. Not that being blonde is some horrible disease, it’s just that blondness always seems to be attributed to idiocy, so…

No offense, blondies.

But while we’re on the subject of interesting things (it’s a stretch, I know), we might as well address my biggest flaw. The one that may or may not send the earth tumbling toward the sun someday.

The fact that I say things like “May or may not” way too much, even when it’s painfully necessary. I also say “More-or-less” a lot. Just a warning. If you’re the kind of person who can’t stand Quirky-speak, you should probably stop reading before I say something like “Diddly”.

So I’m guessing you people (the people mentioned in my blog’s title, if you were curious) are dying to know everything there is to know about me, but I’m not at liberty to disclose that information. So for now you are stuck with Virginia and Quirky-speak. Aren’t I great?

Now all I have to do is cure a few terminal diseases and I might get some recognition for my uncanny greatness.

But you can’t have everything, right?

Right now, I’m going to put my tech-savvy-ness* to work by uploading a picture of myself in this post… somewhere. This is purely so that you people will be forced the envision me in something besides a blue dress and blonde wig.

And here it is. Aren’t I smart. Smart and great; not bad. Not bad at all…

xXO<<>>OXx

* I understand that making up words is not a valid form of Quirky-speak.