The Kinky Green


About Kinky Green

Okay, so I’m a Southern transplant* eeking out the last years of my 20s, and I’ve been in the area since right before the dreaded V-Day of ’06. (First order of business in the D. of C.? Get thee to a Burlesque-ery!)

Anyway, much the chagrin and embarrassment of my uber-conservative parental units, my inner hippie has blossomed outside the parameter of their influence. Minus, yanno, the clothes and the hygiene habits, and the obsession with jam bands…

Okay, okay! I admit it. I’m not a freakin’ hippie, okay?

I’m just like every other nearly yuppified, not-cool-enough-to-be-a-hipster, late twenties, jump-on-the-bandwagon pseudo-environmentalist out there. Happy? I admit it. I’m not special. I’m just like everyone else.

Now, can we get on with this?

Uh, I forgot what I was saying. Oh, right. This is a bio-type thing? Um… got it.

Shall we get the ick over with first? Work is… still paying the bills. (Yay!) Other than that, though, my life is pretty freakin’ awesome. Have some amazing friends. An apartment all to myself. Oh, and a cat who makes my day every time I walk in the door.

* No. Virginia is NOT a Southern state. Don’t even get me started.

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