All About Me … if you want to know! ;3
|【 Name 】 Elizabeth Whittaker||【 Called 】 Elizabeth, Liz, or Lantiis|
|【 Age 】 36||【 D.o.B. 】 November 25|
|【 Gender 】 Female||【 Orientation 】 Bisexual|
|【 Height 】 5′ 9″||【 Weight 】 188 pounds|
|【 Lives in 】 Earth (often enough)||【 Species 】 Human (mostly)|
An Abbreviated History…
I was born to mostly human and relatively tall parents in the wintry north, and I grew up like most middle class kids in the winter pit of the world … freezing to death. I graduated somewhere in the middle of my class, joined the USAF, and after 9/11, I was discharged with an arrow to the knee and panic attacks. Moving forward, I went to college: BS in Mathematics. I managed to buy a house and get married (and divorced) to an inconsiderate fellow which resulted in the birth of a smol bean. After my Database Analyst job petered out due to health issues, I found a job at a hotel that I really enjoy.
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Welcome to Today!
Beam me up Scotty! In present day Earth, I am on medication for my medical issues – and not doing worse lol! I am still working at the hotel, being a fanfrickintastic mom, and doing art… My day consists of a 4am wake-up call so I can shower off the scum of life before my kiddo wakes up. Then I take my meds and wake my kiddo up (yes, in that order, sanity is prized in this household!). A whirlwind later, and we have two awake and semi-reasonable people (that’s really a lie, we are never reasonable). Now to school and work we go! Then after about 8 hours of whatever-the-fuck happens at work and school, I go to get my smol bean from school, and we head home for dinner, homework, farts, and other weird shenanigans…
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Cutsie, Funsy, Stuff…
I absolutely LOVE laughter! Especially the laughter of my child. I hate emotions – except laughter lol. I hate crying – I hate to cry – I don’t like the sound – it is very horrible and ugly… and I fall victim to it’s siren call all the fucking time! UGH!
Animals of every shape and size make me happy but some have attacked me in the past, and I just can’t get past it… Spiders are super cute! Love them 8 legs! I like octopi too… for basically the same reason except they aren’t fuzzy like spiders lol
I hate my legs (tree trunks with varicose veins of all things) but LOVE my face … MWAH! I like to decorate my face in make-up (but not freakishly lol). My butt is rather kickin’ too. :3
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SRS BSNS ONLY
I view the world as basically good until it screws me over (and it does – my glasses are not rose-colored). With paranoia in the mix with panic attacks and bipolar disorder, things get interesting quick sometimes. I really do NOT appreciate being told how to manage my problems – I have doctors for that and years of experience behind me on what does and does not work for me. The best help anyone can do for me is just to be there when I am ok to tell me it will be ok.
And motherhood has really opened my eyes to the seedy and darker side of humanity … It has made it harder for me to open up to new people for fear of hurting my daughter. I don’t want to be that person who thinks everyone is going to jerk my chain or harm my child, but honestly that is what I think as the protective mama-bear. You kinda have to prove you aren’t a shit before I will really open up and trust you.
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