About myself, eh?
I grew up in central Texas, running wild in golden fields and dodging cow patties and cactus (with varying degrees of success). Despite being a straight-A student, I considered learning to ride my bike around the block without using the handlebars a much more impressive feat.
After I graduated from Texas A&M University and found out that big city life in Houston was not for me, I moved up to Wisconsin and am currently living just outside of Madison. A lot of people ask me what I think of the weather, and I have to be brutally honest – once the temperature drops past “cold” and sinks into the realms of “can’t feel my toes”, it’s all basically the same. Science may tell you that negative 10 degrees is colder than 20 degrees, but my toes assure me it’s all very much the same. I trust my toes. I’ve known them for longer than I’ve known the weathermen.
Apartment life isn’t so bad. I can’t have a dog or a horse (and since I like horse-sized dogs, that’s very much a redundant phrasing), but I have a lovely balcony garden in the warm months and a sassy black cat to boss me around all year.
Programming is what brings home my bacon, and the rest of the day is filled with reading, writing, watching movies, blogging, playing video games (World of Warcraft in particular), drawing, and whatever other hobby I’ve decided to try out. I never met a hobby I didn’t like, though I am cruelly restricted in my activities by a lack of sand in the hourglass.
On the internet, I have two major “identities” – Whiskerwing, which I use for almost every web account I sign up for, and Ego (short for The Egotistical Priest), which I use in the World of Warcraft gaming community.
In real life, I’ll answer to “Tami”, or possibly “Hey You”, or even just a sharp whistle to help guide me home when I meander blankly through terrifying social jungles such as the grocery store.
I have been known to laugh at things that aren’t funny, to put the milk away in the cupboard and the cereal away in the fridge, to write indecipherable (and yet vitally important) notes on my hand, and to lose ponytails and hair clippies at an alarming rate.
