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About Mel
I had such a great time at Pomona, that I found it very hard to leave the warm safe womb of my dear alma mater, so I stayed in sunny sunny Southern California, land of sun sand n surf. My meagre paychecks are now derived from the Pomona College IT department. But all work and no play makes Mel a dull girl. I love music, particularly music featuring loud, assaultive guitars, thundering bass, and pained screams (aka heavy metal), although I have a nostalgic soft spot in my heart for oldies, classic rock, and those old synthesizer-driven pop hits from the 80's. Regardless, I positively love music! Check out my copious and beloved CD Collection. I'm such a concert-bunny; In the quarter of a century I've spent on this little blue planet, I've been to over a bazillion concerts without significant hearing loss or permanent injuries. Check the Moshking's Southern California Metal Concert Update to find where I'll be next! Fortunately, I do have other, quieter hobbies, such as doodling, writing fiction for my own jollies, movies, missing my poor dear cat Feles, trying to find my cowering skittish Desmond and chasing sweet Molly around, comic books, rollerblading, watching cartoons, jaunts to Disneyland and Magic Mountain, and of course, heavy geeking on my Macintosh computers! You would think that over twelve years after college, I'd've figured out
what I want to do when I grow up, but I'm *still* a child just kinda drifting
aimlessly through this so-called adult world. In fact, I fancy myself mentally twelve, emotionally 34. I believe that you grow old when you cease to find magic in the world. I certainly don't feel an urgent need
to launch myself headlong into the "American Dream" of marriage,
2.5 children, white picket fence, SUV, dog. I don't even like marriage and white picket fences, and children and dogs are better when they belong to someone else. I'm a staunch believer in
that all you ever need in life is a good
cat (or two... or three... or fifty... or 100... or...). Other Stuff About Mel
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AttributesNet Handle: bassbitch, hellcat Aspiration: To become the neighborhood crazy cat lady in fuzzy slippers with long wirey gray hair , who drives a leaded-fuel-guzzling circa 1975 Ford LTD in powder blue with wood panels. Hey, everyone has to have a dream, right??! |
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