Regina

I get to pay $431 dollars to have some teeth yanked out of my mouth, yaaaaaaaay.

Pretty much every physical trait-- curly hair, height, a decided tendency towards the zaftig, etc.-- except for my eyes and my teeth I get from my mom. The eyes, fine-- I like almond better than round anyway-- but seriously, mom, you couldn't pass on a complete lack of wisdom teeth? NOT FAIR.

Also, I've been writing Fallout 3 fanfiction. I've actually written more of this fic than I've written in the past two years total. It's a nice feeling, writing again.