Interesting is really relative, isn't it? Kay, well I'll give it my best go.
I'm a mutt. My mother is Peruvian and my father is American which means, of course, I'm half and half. I speak spanish fluently. (Well, ok, kinda) I work for the city library running the children's story time hour and running the program promotions. That means that when I'm not up infront of 30 odd children acting like a chicken then I am sitting on my ass making signs or brochures for upcoming programs in which other people are paid obscenely copious amounts of money to do the same.
I'm ambisextrious!
I'm rather aimless, or so I have been. Life's a winding road, they say, and I can't even seem to stay on that path very well. Still, I just got myself this fancy new compass and I'm on my way to journey to---well, wherever the hell this road is taking me. Could be fun! Could be hell! Either way, there's no reverse switch. Damn!