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When I was invited to start a Vox account a few weeks ago I accepted
mainly because I wanted to make sure that if it proved to be awesome
and hard to join later down the line I would already be "in". I
have been fairly committed (understatement) to LiveJournal for the last
four years and have checked out a lot of other online journal and
blogging options in the past, never too impressed with them. The
main things I love about LJ are here, plus more: the ability to
post audio, video (though I do not yet have a video camera), and easily
link up photos from my Flickr account. I guess the only downside
right now is that there aren't a lot of folks here yet, and eventually
I'd like to see many of the "friends" I had on LJ join me here so we
can stay in touch.
I have also been doing a lot of re-evaluation when it comes to my
online presence lately. For a long time I was pretty secretive
about my "real" identity and have used several different online
monikkers for both myself and my family. My reasons for feeling
that way fell by the wayside a couple of years ago and I'm ready to let
them go now. So if you are a longtime reader from elsewhere, bear
in mind that I have been using my husband's and kids' middle names all
along and now I'm not going to anymore.
To recap:
I am a mom and wife.
I have two beautiful children, one of whom we have
homeschooled/unschooled for two years, and another who is chomping at
the bit to go to "real" kindergarten this September.
I have followed a vegan-schmegan "life path" since 1998.
I am currently selling vegan goodies via Farmers Markets around Vancouver and the surrounding Lower Mainland, and enjoying it.
Up until this year I was mostly a stay-at-home Mom over the past decade, occassionally
making a foray into the world of minimum-wage servitude in various crappy
forms.
I am identify as fat and fat-positive (ie. I vehemently oppose our diet culture and fatphobia).
I like sex, vodka, the Muppets, and cooking.
I love music like whoa, and you can't shittalk The Flaming Lips around
me without recieving an ass-whooping in response.
My husband is a burnt-out city bus driver who is also an excellent father.
I love love.
I write poetry and would like to post an audio file of me reading one
of my favourites, for your listening pleasure. i actually won a
prize for this one.
Now, I've been messing around on here all morning, kind of
distractedly, because I was also trying to help Misha and the kids get
ready for their camping trip. Yes, they've left me alone here for
three days and two nights. I would have like to have joined them
but I have a market day on the weekend, at one of the busier ones
around town, and need the time to prepare.
So, what am I doing instead? Lazing around in a fancy dress and barefeet, drinking iced coffees, having a long leisurely shower, masturbating, and then going out to a matinee movie, plus dinner and drinks tonight. I have a solid work ethic.
