Well, here we are. This is the part where I say, hi, my name is Danielle, and you say, what a load of crap. As it stands, though, this is my site, and you are looking at it, so I guess we'll go through all that hulabaloo just for the sake of saying I did it, it's done.

So, where do I start? Like I said, my name is Danielle. I am twenty-one years old, born on the wonderful day of November 23, 1981. How lovely for me. For my twenty-first birthday, I went across the river. Now, you may not know what 'across the river' means, so I will explain. I live in a small city called Sault Ste. Marie. It is located in Ontario, however, across the river there is another city called Sault Ste. Marie. It is located in Michigan. In Ontario, the drinking age is nineteen, so many of the American kids come here when they hit that wonderful age. In Michigan, the drinking age is twenty-one, so all us kids here go drinking across there when we hit that wonderful age. There isn't that much to say about that night, other than I puked lots and lots. Somebody should make a rule stating that friends are not allowed to feed birthday people excessive amounts of alcohol. Actually, a funny thing happened on my birthday. It wasn't exactly my birthday, but it was the Friday before, meaning the last day of school before the weekend. So, awhile back, I had told my friends what I wanted for my birthday. I was just joking around, though. I had said a dildo. I didn't really want a dildo, though. Well, so, on this Friday, I am sitting in The Outback at school. The Outback is the student bar at night, well, starting at noon, and the place where everybody goes to hang out, play pool, study (haha), smoke, etc. Well, without my knowledge, three of my friends, Christine, Carrie, and Shalon, had this bright idea. Christine and Carrie actually started it, Shalon just knew about it. The two of them bought me a present. The Outback staff was really great, too, actually. It seems that everybody was in on it, except for me, obviously. I got a free lunch from them, with a chocolate bar for dessert with a candle in it. From Christine and Carrie, though, it was nothing so innocent and sweet. Click here to see what they bought me. His name is Dilbert, and I was never so humiliated as at that moment. I nearly died. I nearly cried. I laughed so hard my face and sides hurt. My face turned as many shades of red it could possibly turn. And, of course, The Outback was full of people that day. That night, though, Carrie, Christine, Shalon, and I drove around town with Dilbert on top of the car. We also went through the Burger King drive-thru and offered to let the employees 'speak into the mic'. Somebody tried to steal Dilbert, too. I was quite pissed at that. We also met some strange guy who wanted to pretend to do stuff to me. I would have lots of pictures of us enjoying Dilbert, but Carrie lost the film. Dammit. I am sad about that. I'm still holding out hope that she will find it someday. As fun as Dilbert is, he's also quite the dirty dildo. He's had ketchup spilled on him, many people have fondled him, he fell in the dirt, he drove around on a car, he fell on the floor, etc. Never, though, has he been used for his intended purpose. I just wanted to clarify that. So, that is my somewhat more exciting birthday story. You may not find it funny in the least, but Dilbert gave us, and still does, plenty of amusement.

So, I could tell you some of my interests, but they're pretty boring, to be honest with you. To give you a short run down of them, I like to read, when I am in the mood. I love getting pierced, it is my favourite thing to do. As it is, I am out of piercing places, other than facial, which I will not do until I find a steady job that won't require me to remove it or them. I have one tattoo, that I love lots. Really, I honestly don't know what interests me. I just do whatever is amusing me at the moment. I like my computer. That's an understatement, actually. I love my computer. I would be sad without it. I like hanging out with friends, going out, etc. I can't do any of these things right now, though, because I am poor. I recently got fired for having too many earrings. Go figure, eh? Who would think that Tim Hortons would be so damned strict about it. I figure, though, that it is really the best thing for me. In that same week, I graduated from Sault College of Arts & Technology, so I figure it's about time to look for a 'real job'. Mind you, in my city, there are no jobs, so I have a feeling I will be leaving town soon. This is kind of sad, since I grew up here, but I did live in Waterloo for a year. I'd love to go back there, actually, but it's also very hard to move when you only have $3.75 in the bank. I suppose, though, that everything will work out in the end. That's what they say, anyway, whoever they are.

So, I'm not sure if there is anything else I feel like talking about right now. I lead a very boring life, and I don't want to drag you into its boringness. Carry on with what you are doing, or feel free to look around my site. There isn't a lot to see, but I hope that at the very least, I will give you some amusement or entertainment or at maybe pass the time for you.



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