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Well, I'm 33 years old, from a little towne in Northern Ireland called Antrim, near Belfast. I moved to America after I graduated univerity, with a degree in Ancient World Studies. My hope is to find a good graduate program here and finish up with a degree in Archeology, with an emphasis in Egyptology. I've loved and been intrigued with Egypt from a very young age. I'm single, with no plans or hopes to get married anytime soon. I just got out of a serious relationship, and I've decided European men are better that American men. (No offense) I'm not saying if I met the right guy I wouldn't deny him just for being American. I just prefer my own Irish men, I guess. But American men do love my accent, I find it's a conversation starter and then I can choose to flirt or just make a new friend.
Well, the reason I began finally writing these stories that I've had ideas for for years is because my brother and I were visiting family in Germany, and we were on the Autobahn, where there is no speed limit, and some douchebag hit us doing about 80 kph. At least that's what it felt like, I really don't know how fast he was going. My brother was hurt, but I came out the worst of it. I'm now paralyzed from the waist down, and my right hand was severely injured, and my pinky, ring, and middle finger are also paralyzed. Man, now I have to give people the bird with my left hand! Just kidding! Well, not really!
So I can only type with one finger on my right hand. So if my stories seem to come slowly, it's because I can't type well anymore. I used to be able to type like 60 words per minute, now it seems I'm lucky to get out 20. I also started writing because I'm not one who can sit and be idle, I have to feel like I'm doing something productive. So if my stories aren't worth a damn, please tell me so I can find something to do that I'm better at! I'm a poet, and have been for years. When I was younger, I considered it as a career until my grandmother threatened to cut me from the family inheritance if I didn't choose a more suitable career. She wanted me to study law and become a lawyer, but blugh. I can't stand all that crap! I can't find a paying job right now, it feels like nobody wants to hirea handicapped woman. So I'm trying for a volunteering position at a local library, but I'm not getting my hopes up, maybe they don't want a "cripple" there, either. But chin up, I always say! Something good will come around, I'm sure of it!
That's about all I can think of at the moment, if you have any questions or comments please feel free to e-mail me. I'm not offended easily so say whatever you think, I've probably heard worse from some of my uni proffessors. Cheers, everyone!