Riot`Girl.

n. ri·ot (r t)
An irresistibly funny person or thing
n. girl (gûrl)
female human offspring

I am the daughter of Purity.
I live in the state where everyone is so proud of his or her sunshine and debaucheries.
Famously known as California, USA
Somewhere in the middle of vineyards and some snooty wine-aholics is where I reside.

I was introduced to IRC in 1996.
Of course I got addicted right away.
It was my new drug no doubt. It also became my life.
I still had friends in the real world, but day by day my never never land was the Internet.
I had everything anyone needed or wanted for his or her mIRC or Pirch.
Did I actually just type the unspeakable P word?!
Yes, why yes I did.
I am not ashamed to say I LOVED Pirch.
Loved being past tense.
Anyhow, my life became a whirlwind of drama and after I met the LOVE OF MY LIFE, I pretty much fell off of the face of the Internet world.
Until now.
I am back, although not in full force or costume, I am back.
Some say back with a vengeance, but I like to just say I’m just here for the cocoa.
Oh, and lets not forget the outstanding mp3’s.
I may not be on everyday, or even every week.
But I look forward to conversing with you in the la la land.
So good-bye for now, I’ll see you on the flip side.

BY THE WAY

Don’t get me wrong, I love California… I really do.
There are a lot of honest, nice, hard working people here willing to lend a helping hand whenever you need. Just go to the bar on the corner Friday night, you know the one with the sign that says Tooty’s. Go in there and ask for Johnny, he’s the one behind the bar. He’s blind, and has only one leg, but can make one hell of a kamikaze. He will make you forget that your neighbor with the Hummer, Porsche, BMW & Mercedes, that owns his own Vineyard & Winery is suing you for your life’s savings, just because his dog seen your dog pissing on his million dollar grapevine.

*SIGH*