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Yep. That's me.
Well, the easiest way to display myself on the page is through a table. Thus:
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Name: | |
Tomiboy. |
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Age: | |
18. Years, that is. |
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Date of Birth: | |
October 9th baby. |
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Occupation 1: | |
Starbucks @ Streets of Woodfield. |
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Occupation 2: | |
College student gonna-be, at Columbia, Chicago. |
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Major(s): | |
Art (not sure what art yet...) and Music (again...) |
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Passions: | |
Computer Art, Music, Poetry/Writing, Reading. |
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Half-Passions: | |
Martial Arts, Japanese (writing only, for now), Photography. |
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Wanna-be Passions: | |
Making Music, Violin, Web-Encode properly. |
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Coke or Pepsi: | |
Only nerds drink Coke. And I am the king. |
Things to do before I die
(not necessarily in order)
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1: | |
Skydive. |
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2: | |
Escape the Cops. |
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3: | |
Shake J.K.Rowling's hand. |
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4: | |
Learn the Elvish Language. |
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5: | |
Completely beat GoldenEye (for 64) honestly,
with all cheats. |
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6: | |
Tell off a stupid customer and get fired for it. |
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7: | |
Kick someone's ass. |
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8: | |
Get my ass kicked. |
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9: | |
Rob a bank. |
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10: | |
Go to prison and get bailed out a day later. |
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11: | |
Win SOMETHING. Even a goldfish. |
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12: | |
Star in a major motion picture. |
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13: | |
Go somewhere outside of North America. |
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14: | |
Leave a hidden fortune to my grandson and
send him away on the hunt while I'm on my death bed. |
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15: | |
Put more on this list. |
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©Copyright 2003 by Tomiboy (soon to have company name) |
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