I am the Dragon. Just because I want to be. Why? Dragons are pretty cool, they can be just as varied as humans – in all colors and sizes and temperaments – but they are even cooler in that they are covered in scales, can probably spew fire over their enemies, are likely to be able to fly and probably never worry about being cold.
This Dragon lives in Kissimmee Florida – full of sunburned tourists and other malcontents. My day job is in a fancy hotel that shall remain nameless to protect my ever-expanding rear in case I decide to go all crazy and rant about something work related. Which is, admittedly, not terribly likely. I quite enjoy my job. My bosses are pretty cool, most of my coworkers are also and just like any other job I’ve got frustrating days full of internal cursing and days that go so smoothly my shoes could have been coated with butter.
Otherwise there isn’t much to tell – I love to read, watch movies, admire art, adore animals and love to try and make things on my own. I’m pretty good with being green but I draw the line at giving up everything. Charmin is my friend