~ THE MISTRESS OF THE LAIR ~
Seems, curious stranger, that you have found my private den!
I thought long and hard about whether or not to put pictures of me in here, because it seems to be a rather cheesy thing to do, but then again, when ever I go surfing, I like to find a private page with some information about the webmaster/mistress, picture included. It gives it a more personal touch, and whether we like it or not, we are living a physical existence here, and the way we look is as much part of us as the thoughts we have.
I am usually rather camera shy, so there aren't many photos of me here,
but it gives you a rough idea who you are dealing with..
Still, I try to avoid judging people by their looks as much as possible and are a strong believer in the quote below!
"What really matters stays invisible for the eye - only the heart can truly
~ Antoine de Saint Exupery ~
~ The beauty and the beast ~
Salina is the beauty - I am the beast!
Agent Anja investigating the X-files..
(Means, staying up all night, creating and uploading 'x' many files!)
suffer from hay fever
but refuse to take medicine for it
have moved 11 times so far,
changing continents 4 times included..
If that does not qualify me as a nomad -
I don't know what could!
I am a published writer
I am absolutely cat mad
(not the politics, though)
I am stuck in
England at the moment
while I was born in neither
of these two countries..
Some believe I might be an
..and I must admit - I am very very weird..
..but most of the time I am really quite harmless..
What a relief!!!
This is my personal
nightmare which I adopted from
the 'Adopt a Nytemare' service
on the 11th of oct 2003
A link to this rather weird service (..)
can be found on my Dark Realm Links page
I must say, I really like him!
Well, and this feisty fellow
is a lost soul I picked up from the
'Adopt a Soul' service.
The stars in the background
were of course the only reason why
I picked him, honest!
(hehe, as if..)
Well, and this guy with the big boots is the reason why I am stuck in England..
He could have told me he was not a Texan BEFORE I fell in love with him, could he have not?!
He was working as a cowboy at the time, jeans torn, boots dusty, hat pulled deep into the face,
and on top of it all the cheekiest grin I have ever come across..
What was I to do - turn him down just because he was British???
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