hmmm... my first post...

well - i've decided to join the wired world and start a blog... odd, i don't even have a computer. so, one of my best-friends offered up the use of hers. lovely girl, that tanna!
i suppose i should start off by telling a little bit about myself. i'm not even sure where to begin! i used to be much more exciting (i think...). i guess my life seems much more mundane than it used to be. i have a boyfriend/fiance (getting married in august, so i guess he's my fiance - it just seems so weird to call him that!) joe, two dogs (both rescued) whom consume more of my life than pretty much anything, and eight fish. i have an autistic brother who's exactly 19 months and 20 days younger than me, and great friends. i am in the process of trying to be a grown-up. everyone has to grow up, and it's good that i have (kind of). not to say i don't do stupid things anymore - i'm constantly causing problems by being overly dramatic (i think it's a strength, other people call it manic-depression), jumping from one extreme to the next (short attention span - totaly not my fault), and being loud. is it possible for a 24 year-old (almost 25) to act out? i just naturally crave chaos. growing up, my home was caucophany of atleast three battling television volumes, no less than two stereos, and shouting. we lived (and still do) by the adage if you have something to say, it must be important. even if it's not, you should yell, just to make sure you get your point across. i think my mom never saw a point in being loud - she always just sat back until we exhausted ourselves, then you could always hear her, quietly making sense out of our seemingly tireless rants and outbursts. i love my family very, very much. they played a huge part in making me who i am today - myself. they always encouraged all of my asinine whims and phases, knowing that i would eventually straighten myself out. i'm not exactly chaste and completely collected, i still go on tangents and have tantrums, but i think i've turned out quite well... i mean, i have a job! a real job! i have business cards! i'm getting married in six months to a super guy! i still have all my fingers and toes, and most (some?) of my braincells are accounted for.
but, enough about me. i'm gonna lay down a quick synopsis about the aformentioned great friends, starting with tanna (otherwise known by her real name of tanya).
tanna - what can i say? one of the best friends a girl like me could ever ask for. she is the yin to my yang - she has put the kibash on soooo many of my hair-brained schemes it's not even funny. she has an uncanny ability to read me, and stops (well, tries atleast) me from doing dumb things. since i met her about 8 years ago, she's been one of my rocks. i love her to death. she's my matron of honour - if i'm gonna take this big of a leap, she's the one i want to be there to see me at the bottom!

leesha (otherwise known as aleshia to her family and the government) is another one of my oldest friends. she has held my hair back and drove me around when i was heart-broken and sobbing so many times i've lost count. she's smart, rational, and has the ability to make me see when i'm over-reacting without being pretentious or condencending. she makes me smile, and she lets me bitch about anything without trumping (a trait i am, unfortunately, guilty of). she has seen all of my faults and puts up with them. i love her dearly and know she'll get what she deserves out of life - the best!

hot rod and kohl - aka rodders and spikohlie - are my dogs. i've had rods for two years and kohlie for one. i love my doggies sooooo much! they sleep on our bed each night, curled up around my head and legs. they're both pretty big - rods is about 60 pounds and kohl's about 90. ever read "where the red fern grows"? remember big dan and little anne? well, if not, little anne was wiley, small and cunning. dan was big, kinda dumb and has the personality of a bull-dozer. my dogs in a nutshell. sure, they ate my new couch, occaisionally make messes on the floor, bark all the time, chew our socks, track mud everywhere, knock the playstation over... i could go on forever, but all that matters is that i love them and all their foibles. i'd rather clean up dog crap than not have the unconditional loves those two bestow on me.
fishusallowishious - my fish. they're great and fun. i want more. they don't drool or eat much. they're pretty cool.
joe - my fiance - last but not least, my joe. the first guy who can actually put up with all my shit, and not just to get a piece. not to say he likes putting up with me, but he loves me just the same. he's calm, pretty quiet, laid-back, driven, courteous - pretty much everything i'm not. there's never been anyone in the whole existence of earth that has complimented me so well. not to gush, but he's pretty damn sexy, too! i can't say much about him other than i love him with all i've got in me. sometime i take advantage of the great guy he is, maybe because he lets me, or maybe because i'm just a bitch - who knows? all i do know is that he rocks. end of story.
so... that's about it. bored yet?