Author has written 2 stories for Harry Potter.

Well, It has been about two years sense I've opened this account and I was soooo bad at writing. The extent I've my suckyness went to the point where I wrote writing as wrighting. Lovely, no? Anyway...I guess we all have our roots. You have to suck before you hone your abilities into a nice fine point (handy for stabbing people.) Sense then, I have become more satirical and sadistic (neither of the two being that good to be.) I'm less of a dork, but it still lingers in my heart with the occasional outburst of deeply embedded Star Wars information. I listen to classic rock on the radio and have at least twelve days of that sweet sweet music overflowing the files on my computer. I swear...this piece of crap was never this slow until I downloaded the White Album...and all the rest of The Beatles music I have acquired over the years. I'm Liz. I like writing, singing, acting, being lazy and sleeping for hours at a time, doing very pointless things that take a long straining process to accomplish, and recently I've picked up the sport of pick pocketing. Just for fun...I dunno...see...The whole pointless thing is coming in order again. Anyway, I'm sure I have a future in something. I like reading satires and studying about religion. I like religion in a funny way. Like...not creepishily...I just find the whole topic interesting about how different cultures have different beliefs. I guess that's where I also get my liking for folklore and history. God, I'm such a dork. I honestly do believe that fairies exist. Not as nice little fluttering things, but as little demon-like tricksters that like to cause harm to people for entertainment. Did I mention I was very Irish? That's one of the reasons St. Patrick's Day is my favorite holiday. The other reason is because the entire day is green (my favorite color) and it's one of the best party days ever. I don't know how the day of beer evolved from the day St. Patrick brought Christianity into Ireland...But I'm damn proud it did. My ancestor invented bourbon whiskey, So God knows my blood line has come through on making tons of my kind slap happy. Off my Irish heritage for now... I have a wierd taste in men and I'm going to tell you that right off the bat. I want to marry someone who looks like Eric Idol. Not Billy Idol...Eric Idol. Monty Python Eric Idol. I still to this day say I'm going to write him a fan letter to tell him these exact words: "Eric Idol, you are a little love duck (as Pet would say). You are liquid sex in a can. Use these words wisely and hopefully you'll realize that I'm not joking." I love his curly hair and awkward looking nose. Something tells me I will go far... My friends are a bunch of rampaging numbskulls who I love and adore. I have a friend who is a pirate. He's cool too...if you're into pirates. But sometimes they read from the bible and get a little weird...all pompous in their pirate hats... Stupid Gerec. A lot of my friends are artistic rocker freaks...God I love 'em. I have no organizational skills. My binder eats people and anything I stick in it and I'm amazed it hasn't made a snack out of one of my hands yet. My room is like a jungle of clothes and papers and coke-can towers. The only safe place is the desk I'm sitting at now and the quick jump it is to my bed. Everywhere else is unmarked evil grounds... My room has been referred to as the 70's Hell. I have lots of thirty year old posters on my walls and paisley T-shirts on the floor that add to the effect. Well, it's getting late and I still have assignments that I need to do...So, Ciao for now. -Liz