A Little About Me

My name is Maddie. I am 22. Single. Insomniac. I am terrible at spelling.

I work part time in a bookstore for minimum wage, for some reason I have yet to find another job. It could be the economic slump, could be 'tis not the season for hirings, or it could be that I am just not trying hard enough. Working in a bookstore seems to fit me though I can't imagine working in a Barnes and Noble (mostly because of the polos). The only benefit to my job is the fact that I like to read. The most disheartening parts of the job is that the store will be moving to a new city at the end of December and will not be taking me with it. Unless of course we make $7,000.00 a week until than - in that case the store will move to a new location in Greenville. (So come buy some books please!)

I like to cook, and I like to eat. Unfortunately the fact that I like to cook is nixed by the fact that I can't afford to cook (When you can't afford to pay car insurance spending money on cooking supplies seems a little superfluous don't ya' think?) I am currently limited to Ramen Noodles and buy one get ones, and the generosity of friends to feed myself. My friends are too generous, they made me gain weight. Not that I mind that much since I actually have curves now. But, when a meal is free you certainly don't complain about the calories or fat content. When I cook I try to make dishes that are healthy and still chock full of great taste, take out and Burger King... aren't exactly my style.

I like to read and write, which is why my roommate suggested I start blogging - to get those creative juices flowing, to just free write and let my mind speak (you poor souls - this mind is... well it's a mind that likes to send me postcards from Albuquerque that say "Having a Great Time! Don't miss ya' much!"). It's a mind that leaves me absent at times, but will occasionally step up to the plate when a problem needs to be solved or sarcasm is called for. It's simple really - imagine my mind is The Sultan of Swat. My mind, Babe Ruth, steps up to the plate, strikes out often, but occasionally knocks one out of the park.

I have a roommate, Tara, she's an angel - seriously... I keep expecting to see wings and a halo start sprouting! I've had my share of roommates in the past and none of them even come close to her. Tara is named after the plantation in Gone with the Wind - it's funny because my last name is O'Hara - though I promise you I am a far cry from Scarlet. I tell her it is okay to be named after the plantation in Gone with the Wind since my parents song is "For Your Eyes Only" - for those of you who don't get that right off - I have seen every James Bond movie there ever was - I can tell you the plot to each one - and I can tell you who played Bond in each one - I can do these things because of my parents. If You still don't get it "For Your Eyes Only" was the Bond Flick in 1981. Tara and I also share a birthday (Nov. 5th) and a height (6' - I know - way tall). I also have two cats, Bayou and Gatorbait - we'll get into them at another time.

Recently I've been at odds with life. Ever sense the big bad Baylor Bear took me by the britches and heaved me onto my ass in the street I've been a little lost, drifting from Texas to Colorado then all the way back home to South Carolina. I've not been able to find a job better than the bookstore. I worked construction when I first got to S.C. and that paid better than the bookstore but then I hurt my back and instead of taking workman's comp or disability I decided it was time to find something I actually liked.

Currently Reading : "Joker" by Ranulfo
Currently Hearing : "Sound of Silence" by Simon and Garfunkel