Just a peek at the early years
Those all important growing years
Finding my place in the world
What's my status? Am I single?
Height, weight and that all important ring size ;)
Something good had to come from all the strange things that I endured growing up. Having two brothers and incredibly strange parents encouraged me to have a good sense of humor about just about everything. ("Humor, the defense mechanism of the disfunctional...") Being shown dirty tissues, belched and farted around, and watching my older brother smear tootpaste on my little brother's face while he was sleeping didn't really help either. :)
Ahh that wonderful awkward prison constructed to keep us off the streets in those years where our hormones go into spasms inside our bodies. Below is my senior picture from highschool. It's been over two years since her escape fromSchenectady High School(warning:this page hasn't been updated since my senior year). I have the emotional scars to prove it...Delusional as always I'm known to remark "our art, music and english departments did seriously rocked though... and I had a lot of fun before they started telling me that I should act like an adult."


"Either that or I'm ugly, you make the decision."

Yet another dance where she went dateless, this one in college. "But I shook my thang out on the dance floor like I always enjoy doing." Other pictures from this dance aren't as...shall we say tame. Needless to say she's not planning on running for politic office, especially not any time soon.

Yes... Tis the kitten out in full force at one of the later semi-formals here at college. The guilty party responsible for letting Casey get away with such a flagrantly arrogant pose would have to beSquirrel. Thanks chica!
And if you're thinking "Hey, this chick's kind of cute" Sorry, you're too late...

This is my amazingly sweet boyfriend, who's the best! If you see me smiling, 9 times out of 10 he's the reason. The other 1 time, it's cheese.