C’est Moi . . . Or IT’S ALL ABOUT ME!!!

Well, here is the beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning? I’m not 100% sure yet. This could be a desperate call and/or break for a sense of “normalcy” from the bastadization of some homely looking creature of a 5th grade science project gone bad. 

It is possible they used the hamster’s innards for mine, which would explain the sleeping patterns . . . just putting that out there. 

As you stare at the above statement in complete confusin as I finish my “SQUIRREL” moment, allow me to introduce myself. I am the ultimate coffee wench of Timbitland; crazy cat lady extraordinaire; wannabe linguistic that is full of awesome; the pro choice, gay marriage, secular feminist you were warned against. My name is Beth, I am a 20-something Atlantic Canadian who in the darkness of her apartment will be on the journey to sort out the chaos that has somehow overwhelmed her to the extremes, and when she doesn’t want to talk about the chaos, humor will eventually take over. As it always does….

So join the ride, I certainly did and trust me when I say the end or the beginning is nowhere in sight . . .