I was talking with D2 the other day about the different versions of me throughout the years. They seem so random and dissimilar from each other that the only remaining link is just how I felt and my reactions to it, good and bad. D1 used to think this made me inconstant. I like to think it makes me more interesting. Either way, it should make for some interesting pictures.

To name a few as chronologically as possible:

tomboy
serious dancer
angry black eyeliner grunge stage
alterna rock/punk hippy stage
serious student
barista
sorority girl
AmeriCorp volunteer
coffee maven
mild alcoholic
Probate of Travis County
member of the "intellectual elite"

I think I'm heading toward the era that I would like to call "badass with a heart of gold," which is also the name of a random song in my iPod. Incidentally, this badass goes to bed at 10, wakes up at 7 and has rapidly declining social skills due to work imposed isolation, but boy can she rattle off theories of change like a motherfucker.