I don’t really know what is considered ‘too much information’ on these things. I’ll try to give you what I think are the basics.
1. I live and work in Toronto. Everyday, I try to convince the people around me (but mostly myself) that I am urbane/chic/cool enough to be a natural Torontonian. Most days (20:1), I fail. The truth is, I’m from Barrie. Apparently, a 45-minute drive North is far enough to make a noticeable distinction in demeanor and style. No matter how far away I stay from white, suburban culture (e.g. American Eagle, Jack Johnson), people still ask me where I’m from, even after living here for five years.
1a. Addendum: I still work in Toronto, but now live in Hamilton.
2. I’m not really into music. Shocking, I know. If you want the story on that, read this.
3. My husband has a daughter, making me a stepmother. So, along with being a somewhat normal twenty-something who likes to go out, imbibe, sleep in and spend irresponsibly, I also wipe noses, give baths, read stories and give (short) lectures. It’s quite the juxtaposition. I would write about her more, but I feel guilty.
3a. Addendum: I have a son now. So scratch anything you read about sleeping and imbibing and spending money.
4. I have a major inconsistency in my life where I hold strong feminist views but still enjoy listening and dancing to hip hop/rap songs that make women out be semen receptacles.
5. I’m a writer. I love writing, particularly non-fiction. I don’t know why I didn’t start a blog sooner.