In Which Ree Doesn

Perhaps it's about time to write about my family. I have a mother; her name is Bazi. I also have a long lost twin lover named Suzie.

My mother is a fabulous woman really. She may or may not be suffering from an addiction to fanservice manga, but her support group is helping her with this. Well, kinda. She's a dedicated dance teacher who valiantly has tried (by which I mean, failed) to teach me the Hare Hare Yukai. She's the kind of person you want by your side when spilling secrets, when crazy dancing, and while having a total spaz about a stupid scary story in the middle of what may be a haunted forest. (In the middle of the night, sleeping on the ground, with the spiders.)

My long lost twin lover and I rekindled the old flame while biking down a winding road on a day when the cosmos had a very tricky hand in fate. She's pretty fantastic, in the most unusual ways. One of her greatest talents is eye poking and messing up contacts. If it were an olympic sport, she'd show them all. She has an affinity for asians, which hurts, because I am definitely not an asian. She's got cool shirts and a cooler house and an even cooler top hat which she lets me wear. She's the best person ever to compete with while waiting tables. (By the way...I cheated. I went to get stuff before they held it up. *hides*)

You guys are as cool and intense and fun as the Renee story.

Ree